Chapter 145: The Loss Of Innocence, Part 11, Girl Time

RICHARD

Michael's bar of choice turns out to be more of a club, humming with activity. A singer croons from the stage; soft jazz which can barely be heard over the vibe of the crowd. A glitter ball spills multi-coloured light across a dance floor and here and there, a strobe splatters occasional black light.

The two women take stools at the bar, whilst Michael, James and I find a table in a quieter corner.

Girl time...

Charlotte, so far as I usually see, normally drinks wine, but Michael has bought cocktails for both her and Elizabeth. The technicolour extravaganzas arrive draped with umbrellas, fruit, butterflies on sticks and a sparkler fizzing out of the top. The women watch them arrive and both burst into helpless laughter. Then, heads close, they start talking.

"How is she now?" I nod towards James' and Michael's communal wife.

"Getting over it, I think," says James. "Without a doubt, it shocked her, learning that Klempner is her father."

Michael grunts agreement.