“Well, we mustn’t expect perfection. You did that last time, with that other girl, Alana. Look how that ended. So, we must learn to love each other’s mistakes. Sara, so lovely to see you,” Joan said.
Joan and Tony walked away, to seat themselves at the dining table and have a glass of wine.
“Is Alana the other girl? The other girl you had this arrangement with?” Sara said innocently. She knew there was only one other girl his parents knew about.
“Yes, Ms. Hopewell, that is correct. I wasn’t expecting perfection from her. I was expecting her to follow the terms of our agreement, and that did not include a real love affair,” he said sternly.
Sara nodded but chose to end this part of the conversation. She didn’t need him in one of his moods.
“Are you planning on telling me what is h
