information, whatâs happening with you?â
âIâm going out with an investment banker/artist. His name is Nigel Clark.â
âHeâs an investment banker and an artist? Thatâs not a combination you hear every day.â
âI know.â She sighed dreamily. âHeâs talented and he seems to have a good head on his shoulders.â
âYeah, thatâs nice and all, but what does he look like?â
Gabby closed her eyes. âHeâs tall with a chocolate brown complexion, he has dark brown eyes and heâs very fit.â
âFit like a weight lifter or fit like Lance Armstrong?â
âLike Lance Armstrong, only a little meatier.â
âHe sounds much better than those hair club refugees your mom tries to fix you up with.â
âAlicia said the same thing.â
âSheâs right.â
âHe is definitely head and shoulders above them. Iâm sure she has at least one candidate in mind for me today.â She sighed. âJane said it best: âIt is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.â God knows my mother certainly believes that.â
âIt seems she believes a woman in possession of a good fortune must be in want and need of a husband, too. So it looks like youâre getting it from both sides.â
âArenât I lucky?â Gabby said sarcastically.
âI know.â Lauren walked to her kitchen. âHave you talked to Alicia today?â
âNo. You know sheâs probably working at home.â
âI would say something but it would be a case of the pot calling the kettle black.â She got a glass from her cabinet and went over to the counter.
âWeâre all guilty of that.â
Lauren picked up her Blackberry. âI think she got roped into a charity luncheon on Monday.â She looked through her schedule. âI donât have anything Tuesday afternoon. Maybe Iâll go up.â
âMe, too. I think the Austen Aristocrats are overdue for a meeting.â The doorbell rang. âIâd better go, Bunnyâs here.â
âTell Bunny I said hello, and you, my friend, have a good time tonight.â
âI will, and I definitely will.â Gabby hung up and then took a minute to check her reflection before greeting her mother.
Reed thin, coiffed and perfectly attired in a black dress with pearls, Bunny looked good for her seventy-six years. Though her step had slowed, she still managed to wear three-inch pumps.
âYou look well, Mother.â Gabby kissed her cheek and helped her to the sofa.
âThank you.â She looked her daughter over. âSo do you, dear.â
Gabby took a seat as well. âHowâs Daddy?â
Her father, Richard Blanchard, had had a stroke two years earlier and it had left him frail and unable to travel too much. In Gabbyâs eyes, though, he was still the superman she loved.
âYour father is doing well. Heâs been asking for you.â
âMy schedule has been crazy, but I will be there soon to see him.â
âGood.â Bunny sipped her tea. âWe just got a postcard from Lizzie in Milan. She seems to be having a good time.â
Gabby nibbled a sandwich. ââSheâs having a great time, and theyâre in Venice now.â
âVenice already?â
âThatâs the beauty of the computer, Mother. I can keep up with her in real time. In fact, she emailed me last night with some pictures. She and her friends are having a blast in Europe.â
Bunny shook her head. âIâm all for her enjoying herself, but I donât understand why sheâs coming back to work in the inner city schools when there are plenty of fine private schools that would love to have her.â
âItâs her choice, Mother. She wants to contribute something to the lives of underprivileged
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