I shivered as we passed the front pew. And what if he doesn’t even like it? I stumbled, catching my toe on the crimson runner. What if he never wanted it in the first place? What if this whole thing is just some cruel, sadistic joke? My brow furrowed. On paper, it really didn’t make any sense. Why would Mr. Caine want me, a nobody, to paint him a huge, red rendition of this little chapel? Especially, I frowned, when he has friends like Evelyn X. I recalled uncomfortably the sight of them walking away together, arm-in-arm. I don’t know why exactly—probably I was just jealous—but even then, I think I had a clear and ineluctable sense that I hated her.Each little piece of the puzzle was perplexing, but none more so than Mr. Caine himself. How he’d spoken to me last night, the way he’d behaved—it was all so foreign, so imperious. With just a few more words, I think he could’ve forced me to agree to anything. And though it seemed an eternity at the time, our entire tète-à-tète probably. I told her a bit about me, my experiences so far in the Air Force overseas and briefly touched on Vietnam. “A good friend of mine,s Brother Charlie was killed a month ago in some place called Long Bing a few months ago.” “Bob Hope wanted me on his tour this year, but I have too many commitments. Hoping to join Bob next year.” She smiled. “Those poor boys sure need some cheering up. This time we chose a nondescript diner where no one seemed to recognise the actress. After a delicious meal Imdrove her out near a remote lake I knew where we weren,t disturbed and quickly moved to the back seat. In that cold country I always carried two spare blankets just in case and we made use of them. Again I was delighted she worked out a lot as atbthat time I was the fittest physically I,ve ever been at age twenty three, my partner I knew to be well,in her thirties and despite my experience with Asian and German women she taught me a few new things about sex, our session a pleasing one. It was sad.
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