FINALLY, AROUND NOON, I got a text message from Ian informing me that he had ordered a car for me and it would come at one thirty. He also texted that the car was going to drive me to the place where we were supposed to meet.
At one thirty, I left the house and, as clockwork, a car was waiting for me in front of the house. I was driven to Ian’s office and when I arrived there, I saw Ian immediately. He was waiting for me on the front stairs of the building. He rushed immediately to open my door, greeted the driver and then led me to his own car.
“I propose we have lunch first, because we must go shopping afterwards,” Ian said opening the car door for me and helping me inside. “Of course, I planned a special evening, but, unfortunately, I can’t tell you a thing right now, because it is a
