"Gideon Finnicky." he completed for me, taking my extended hand with a flash of his shinning teeth which belonged in toothpaste commercials. "Ethan called to fill me in after Clark Steinway cancelled," He looked at me. "What do I need?"
"Okay, you'll need to teach the kids something about your culture. I have some books that'd be of great help to you but before we start can I talk to you for a moment? In private please?"
He followed me out of the garden, into the library. Once I shut the door, I whirled around to face him. "I can't believe you really came. I didn't get to actually ask you in the message."
He shrugged. "It was obvious you needed me urgently, and Jesus, you sounded like you were afraid or something. Why were you so nervous to ask me?"
Because... because I never expected
