I am supposed to be reading for Property. Chiara came upstairs and seemed very suspicious.
I am banking on her still imperfect English to have made her rapid identification of pornography hidden on a tab at the bottom of a computer screen (and masked by an overlaid CNN.com) all but impossible.
To distract her I did a kind of a dance in my chair. I threw small objects at her playfully and told her to leave me alone so I could finish my studying. I told her if she would leave me alone I would finish my reading and then we could watch The Birds, which I rented today.
Later, while Tippi is in the phone booth, I will confess all of this and laugh and laugh.
I learned that from you, Eric.