’ ‘Maybe you should give him another chance. He would make an excellent match for you,’ he continued hoping to convince her to change her mind. ...��I do not intend to marry simply to make a good match. I intend to marry for love,’ she said brightly, placing a scone on her plate. ‘I want a husband who will love and adore me. Just like you loved and adored Mother.’ Gregory felt his heart breaking. How dearly he wished he could assure his daughter that she could do that. How he wished he had not been. "Never mind about that. There's no time!"They quickly ruled out possibilities. The school had fences all around it, and no one was allowed to leave the school grounds at lunchtime. Even if one could escape, there was nowhere nearby to buy a pair of panties, as the school was in the middle of a residential area. Their talk had shifted to finding some way for her to fake being sick and leave school early, when they ran out of time. They both hurried back to their classes.They resumed their. ‘I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.’ Nodding at her friend as she left the room, Lisa turned back to Mitch, staring at him, her face a flat mask giving away none of what she was feeling inside. Leaning forward, his elbows on his knees Mitch cleared his throat in the silence and then started to explain. ‘Lisa…..I’m so sorry I hurt you. You’re right…..I’m a shit….I’m sorry.’ Starting to get up Lisa replied, ‘Fine you’re sorry, you’ve apologised….now go.’ Mitch stood, grabbing her arm,. Let’s have a quick chat.”He glanced inside then stepped back. I indicated a patio table and pulled out a chair for him. “Sit. This won’t take long; then you can go back to what you were doing.”Reluctantly, he sat. “It’s your home, and I am your guest,” he said as he emptied what was left of his wine, the French accent reappearing.“Où en France As-tu grandi?” I suddenly asked him where in France he grew up. He stared at me. I let fly more French than I’d spoken in years. I looked it all up first.