erful birthday present.”
She smiles broadly at me.
I had no idea Dr. Flynn would be here, or Elena. It’s a
shock, and I rack my brains to see if I ha一ve anything to
ask him, but a birthday party hardly seems the appropriate
venue for a psychiatric consult.
For a few minutes, we make small talk. Rhian is a stayat-
home mom with two young boys. I deduce that she is
the reason Dr. Flynn practices in the US.
“She’s good, Christian, responding well to treatment.
Another couple of weeks and we can consider an outpatient
program.” Dr. Flynn’s and Christian’s voices are
low, but I can’t help listening in, rather rudely tuning out
Rhian.
“So it’s all play-dates and diapers at the moment . . .”
“That must take up your time.” I flush, turning my
attention back to Rhian, who laughs sweetly. I know
Christian and Flynn are discussing Leila.
“Ask her something for me,” Christian murmurs.
“So what do you do, Anastasia?”
“Ana, please. I work in publishing.”
Christian and Dr. Flynn lower their voices further; it’s
so frustrating. But they stop when we’re joined by the two
women I didn’t recognize earlier—Ros and the bubbly
blonde whom Christian introduces as her partner, Gwen.
Ros is charming, and I soon discover they live almost
opposite Escala. She is full of praise for Christian’s piloting
skills. It was her first time in Charlie Tango, and she says
she wouldn’t hesitate to go again. She’s one of the few
women I’ve met who isn’t dazzled by him . . . well, the
reason is obvious.
Gwen is giggly with a wry sense of humor, and
Christian seems extraordinarily at ease with both of them.
He knows them well. They don’t discuss work, but I can
tell that Ros is one smart woman who can easily keep up
with him. She also has a great, throaty, too-manycigarettes
laugh.
Grace interrupts our leisurely conversation to inform
everyone that dinner is being served buffet-style in the
everyone that dinner is being served buffet-style in the
Grey kitchen. Slowly the guests make their way toward
the bac
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