‘I read your book,’ said Gamache to Ruth as the two of them sat in front of the cheery fire while Peter puttered in the kitchen and Clara browsed her bookshelves for something to read.
Ruth looked as though she’d rather be sitting in scalding oil than next to a compliment. She decided to ignore him and took a long gulp of her Scotch.
‘But my wife has a question.’
‘You have a wife? Someone agreed to marry you?’
‘She did and she was only a little drunk. She wants to know what FINE means in your title.’
‘I’m not surprised your wife has no idea what fine means. Probably doesn’t know what happy or sane means either.’
‘She’s a librarian and she was saying in her experience when people use capital letters it’s because the letters stand for something. Your title is I’m FINE with the FINE in
