ine'
-
eans and sweater, but I can stil
prawl of forks, knives, and crystal arranged with surg
course." He gestures to the
ut this tab
. "At my first formal dinner, I grabbe
elps.
here so ma
e first one. "But it's really about pacing.
Fish fork. Main course. Dessert fork
ead
ite. Red. Champagne. Larger bowl for red because it nee
ke notes. No chance I'm ho
excuse yourself, place it on your chair. When the me
loo
." He sets the fork down. "Loose say
ture carries subtext. I'm learning
ng at home. All these forks. If I make it through tomorrow without humil
tion? What am I supp
alk about themselves. Avoid politics. Religion. Money unless t
say someth
"Everyone does. The trick is
not reas
ese people aren't better than you. They ju
d to run entirely on performance and hierarchy. Matteo feels
phone. "Can I a
cour
teo's face carefully. "Not the headlin
ong enough that I a
illiant. More alone than an
n't seem
s surrounded by people who want access, leverage, proximity.
to not g
barrassing situation." Matteo starts stacking the practi
press hi
opens bef
g in hand. Even Matteo strai
he announces. "Mr. Rossi wishe
chest seizes. "
already
Midnight blue silk
Find the subway. Send Albert a message exp
t don'
e the
ence room. The fabric settles over me more easi
in the
lbert Rossi without the whole room knowing she took the train here.
fraction of what
into the con
ly, adjusting the skirt by d
holds i
oor o
ar and something warmer underneath it. My
eps into
in the
e through the m
e, the smallest possible adjustment.
oom. Stops close
c at my shoulder. The conta
." His voice drops
hould land
y d
moved from me s
e says, redirecting to Matteo. "
ward the do
ns
in the mirro
ook pe
y. The words out befor
s gone.
t the spa
knowing tsk. "
ly said
shoulders. "Mr. Rossi says very little. Yo
out. The speed at which
ning both
-
es. Colette hands over the garment bag with the g
olds my gaze. "Re
rong fork, dumb comm
ftens. "The real mistake is impersonating someone you
arrying the garment bag because bo
things they actually mean. "Every person in that room i
vator a
eli
rn b
o says. "He doesn't get th
before I can a
mbers descend. The dress across my arms
een lig
eup team will meet you at your apartment at 2 PM. Eve
keup. At my
ce, my street looks exactly the same. Cracked front steps. Graffiti across the
stairs. Key
. Books on every surface. This morning's co
r. It looks out of place here. Too elegant f
erything I'm abo
from Mom I haven'
sweetheart? Don't forget to
, imm
ise I'm eating pr
bed with the bowl balanced on m
ntire lives learning rules I learned this afternoon. People who will assess me i
lbert Rossi will be watching.
that close wit
The untraceable number. The black ca
end up here. Kn
ll on my oldest paj
of sight, a different version of
and turn of
I can still s
Albert Rossi's worl
to su
ngerous p
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