Chapter 97 Age

• Age had nothing to do with feelings, Gina thought. Yet he shook his head as though the eight-year gap between them mattered in some way. She didn’t understand the inner conflict that chased across his face as he moved to put more distance between them, walking to the space between the next two columns of the colonnade and standing in profile to her, staring out at the grounds.
• “Tell me about your life.”
• Again it was a command, yet the need to know was strained through it. What answers he was looking for Gina couldn’t even guess. She could only relate the truth and hope it satisfied him.