As Tobias unseeingly opened the next letter in the pile, he mentally steeled himself for a conversation with Madame Fifi on choosing a distant and sen...sible destination.With a sense of solace, he recognised Meg’s scrawl immediately. Refreshingly, her note was brief and entirely to the point.I don’t really know any theatre folk, so I haven’t heard of this Fifi. But Betty was an opera dancer, she wrote, and it’s a small world, so I’ll ask her.As though aware that this was a trifle vague she added. “He’s very intelligent.”And annoying. And arrogant. And sweet. And kind. And disgustingly good-looking. All things I didn’t need to tell David.“A lot of guys use Google these days to appear smarter than they are. You sure he’s not one of those?”“Pretty sure he’s smart, considering that he’s a surgeon.”I could almost hear David sputtering. This was kind of satisfying actually.“Wow,” he said, even though I could tell he was upset. “Good catch. On his part, that is. Any man would be lucky to have. You're in great shape now. You look great." I felt my cheeksgrow hot at that, "The muscle can come later. Right now, you should justfocus on general fitness."I wondered about that, and I felt my lips begin to jut out into a sullenpout. I knew he was right...it was just so frustrating that even thoughI'd made so much progress in everything else, even though I was putting inso much effort, I just kept seeming to lose ground."Come on. Let's shower off and head home." He made it a matter of. Meh uski bete se uske baare meh puchta tah aur mene unke bete ko keh diya ki uski maa bohut hi sexy aur koobsurat hai par woh kafi chota hone ke karan sayad samajta nahi tah,meh use koob chocklate kilata tah aur sayad woh mera tarif uske maa ke saamne karti tih meh kayi baar seela aur uski pati ko jagarte huweh bih dekhta tah mene taan liya ki mein seela ko pataungi kab tak meh uski naam lekar apna loura hilaunga.Ek baar mene uske bete ko kaha ki meh use aur uski maa ko movie dikahne le jaana.