open the door.
"What's so funny?"
"Picnic on a boat. That's good, Picnic on a
boat."
The first chance she had, she told Winston what
I had said.
"Well," he replied, looking at me and nodding
after we had gotten into the limousine. "Grace is right.
That's exactly what it is. You both look fantastic." he
said. "I'm sorry now that I arranged for a picnic on the boat. I should have taken you both to Miami's South Beach for lunch and shown you off: the mother and daughter who look more like two sisters. Perhaps
another time," he added quickly.
I had to admit he looked pretty dapper himself.
He wore a light blue windbreaker, white pants, and
blue boat shoes. In the daylight I saw how tan he was
and how that brought out the blue in his eyes. His
snow white hair highlighted his complexion. He
noticed the way I was studying him and smiled. so I
looked away, but his attention was on me for most of
the trip to his estate.
"What is your favorite subject in school?" he
asked.
"I guess I like English the most, especially
literature. I like to read."
"Well. I'm not the best speller." he kidded. "so I
won't have you looking over my shoulder when I
write anything. but I like to read. too. Lately I've
enjoyed reading the old classics and plays, like Romeo
and Juliet," he said. and I looked immediately at
Mommy, who knew that was my favorite play, I
confessed to fantasizing about myself playing Juliet in