
"It seems that being your boyfriend should have its own criteria. Alton Mason seems to meet all the criteria of your dream, no wonder the others find it difficult to match. Not everyone has a model look, rich, smart. He's too perfect. You know that too perfect thing doesn't exist ..." I laugh.
If he finds out my girlfriends are all handsome and rich, he'll be shocked. In my view it's at least 80. The parameters I created were pretty strict, strangely all of them met that criterion. My friends always say my taste is high, but unfortunately none of them survive.
So it's my fault to say, a handsome guy is a problem.
"If you had thought you were right sir, having such a perfect thing must be hiding something. And it turns out that the last one I thought was worth 100 was that I was just used for a stepping stone."
"Yes, like I said, although not everyone still has to be careful." I sighed to throw away my gala feeling.
"Oh yeah how's your neighbor? Why didn't I see him today? Has he given up?"
"You want to see it?" She laughs.
"Because he's funny it's so good to chase you. So you didn't go to the invitation yesterday?"
"No, I don't give you empty hopes. If I don't like it, no, like I said, I don't want to get into trouble."
"You too have long been a widower sir, is your late wife too perfect for you."
Now he's quiet. I see the other side of a Sir Xavier now, it turns out he has a melancholy side as well when it comes to his wife. But indeed if someone dies suddenly like that let alone the person you love, no one will be ready.
We were both caught up in the perfect figure as it turned out.
"It turns out we're both pathetic sir." I shrugged my hands at the dinner table that afternoon, realizing that two of us had almost the same problem.
He breathed and laughed to himself.
"That's it, the past. Going to the garden? we better get to the garden. You have a show this afternoon, Alma's cooking, want to have dinner here?"
"Can? Want to of course." Surprise he offered me dinner here. Of course I want to, Alma's cooking has always been amazing.
"Can. Let's go to the garden..."
Be all afternoon I have time to really circle the garden. I didn't disturb Sir Xavier's own time, I circled around myself chatting with the gardeners who were there and finding something to observe in the vast garden. I even found the corner that Alma was treating contained herbs and flowers that she liked. There was a woman who worked in the garden as well, this time I just got acquainted with her. She just helped Alma clean the house in the morning so I never saw her.
"I met Salma, there's a corner of flowers and herbs at the other end." We are now walking home, it is late afternoon and we are getting ready for dinner.
"Yes, a small garden contains many rose and dahlias near their bungalows. You also have to finish the second bungalow so they can move things."
"Yes I'll remember that."
I spent the afternoon and early evening in Westbury, praising Alma's cooking and asking her to help the head of my project later in the renovation in front of Sir Xavier.