They argue and Jamie begins to try to charm her into a better mood. “I’ll help her.” He walks through the crowd, like the blond artillery tank that he is, and extricates her suitcase handle from her grip. I can’t believe I’m admitting it, but I think Jamie will get his way one day. I think of him dragging Truly past a jewelry store. His eyes are that bright cornflower blue that belies his excitement and pleasure. “Here’s the girl who’s gonna drink whiskey with you before lunch,” Jamie says. She stands on tiptoe, waves, and makes a frustrated face. She can’t get through this throng of people. She has heart-shaped sunglasses on top of her head. It’s Truly, and she’s got a suitcase big enough to stuff a dead body into. “My second surprise for Darcy.” Tom tucks my hair behind my ear. When I look up, my brother is looking at the crowd. Every evil genius needs a fluffy cat to stroke.” I give him a final squeeze and release him.
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