"Paul Park - Fragrant Goddess" - читать интересную книгу автора (Park Paul)

тАЬWell, noтАФI donтАЩt think so. I mean yes and noтАФI suppose we are.
We have to work, of course.тАЭ

Just out of law school when sheтАЩd married him, Scott was now the
head litigator for a timber company. A novice when Jeremy had known him,
now he was some kind of A player, which even on the West Coast stood
for something. Since the accident, of course, Jeremy no longer played.

Had he told her about the accident? HeтАЩd mentioned the divorce, he
knew. And the tenure decision. When sheтАЩd met him he had already been
working on his dissertation, his book on Leonardo Fioravanti. Some things
hadnтАЩt changed, at least.

But it was squash that had brought them together, at the club where
heтАЩd given lessons all through graduate school. The North American Open
had been in Seattle that year. During the break after the WomenтАЩs C
quarter-final, he and Sabine had climbed the hill to Arkady FersonтАЩs old
house. Jeremy had wondered if any of the Lightbearers still lived there. He
was already out of the A draw.

Now Sabine was talking to him and he realized he wasnтАЩt listening. But
he followed her from room to room. тАЬ...I leave the door unlocked and it is
best I do. You know it is the Asian art museum inside the park, and many
times people think this house is part of the museum. So they come right
into the front hall. I donтАЩt like them to call me or ring the bell. But I keep a
feather duster beside the door, and if I am downstairs I pick it up. That way
they can think I am the maid, something like that. SтАЩil vous pla├оt,тАЭ she said,
turning, hands on hips, knees together. тАЬLa patronne nтАЩest pas ├а la maison
. It is mostly Chinese people who come in.тАЭ
 He laughed and she laughed too, hiding her teeth. There was a
skylight above the staircase. It filled the upper floor with brightness and
shining dust motes. Jeremy wondered if the Lightbearers had ever sealed it
up. Or was it only sections of the house that theyтАЩd kept dark?

тАЬYou said you had something for me.тАЭ

тАЬLa, la, la. It is a surprise.тАЭ

She showed him her office and her exercise room. It was lined with
mirrors and filled with low-tech wooden equipment. Nothing like the
machines at the racquet club, they looked like Scandinavian toys for gifted
children. When he asked about them, she lay down on one to demonstrate.
But then she sat up suddenly, blushing, radiant. тАЬI should wear a different
dress,тАЭ she said.

Because of the mirrors. тАЬItтАЩs beautiful,тАЭ he said.

Embarrassed, she pointed toward the open window. тАЬI like the roofs
best of all. Come with me. Can you, with your leg?тАЭ