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“It’s a good start, I suppose,” his mother sniffs, when Blaise tells her the news of his engagement. “Now, if you’d let me make the arrangements…”
“You’d have picked some wealthy spinster with health complaints.” He signals the waiter for another drink.
“At least that’s a solid investment. This romance...”
Blaise sighs. “Pansy and I have no illusions marriage will be easy, Mother. But we still intend to try.” The question he’s always wanted - and dreaded - to ask pushes its way forward. “Haven’t you ever been in love?”
“Of course.” Her eyes are watery. “But I wanted better for you.”