I send images of Maia to Jeannette. She sends advice on colic. We haven't spoken about Jonny.
Eight weeks. Nothing since Intaki.
I remember his hurt dismay at Vieve, who -- when he stood her up on the occasion of their planned elopement -- didn't search for him.
He does a good line in hurt dismay. "How could you think that of me?" "How could she have? She must never have loved me." It's never his fault.
CONCORD says he still holds a licence.
My agent peeked into the records and told me he last docked in TWX-EI. Syndicate. Consistent with Moira's operations. From there he could've gone anywhere in someone else's ship.
I wrote to Jules. The awkward question. Received an answer: prompt and formal. Deep cover; they expect him back soon.
His sister was lost in the Syndicate.
I imagine him returning with some self-righteous story about how he tracked her down. Perhaps with some new love: he has charm, moves quickly, and is not made to be alone. Perhaps with reproaches for me: I should have waited for him, I clearly didn't really love him.
I think I understand Vieve and the pitcher of iced water a little better now.
Pera, I have my problems, but this one is yours.
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