Abenthy gave me an appraising look. I'd been waiting for it. It was the look that said, "You don't sound as young as you look." I hoped he'd come to grips with it fairly soon. It gets tiresome being spoken to as if you are a child, even if you happen to be one.
Each woman is like an instrument, waiting to be learned, loved, and finely played, to have at last her own true music made.