JJ wouldn’t have schmoozed anyway. He would have grilled him. Worse, he would have said no to the boy right off the bat
When she’d done all the things she could possibly do, Michal found a hole of 20 minutes that needed to be plugged in order to stop the thinking, so she adjusted the plate of cookies on the coffee table and checked on Yossi reading in his bed upstairs, called Rikki who was hiding out at a friend’s house, wiped down the kitchen counters, and peeked in on Aily to tell her she looked beautiful and that the cream dress looked perfect. Then there were still five minutes, which isn’t too many minutes in the grand scheme of things, so she let herself think. And when the bell rang at 6 p.m. sharp, she was sure she’d ticked off all the boxes and called all the references and checked all the many things that needed to be checked about the boy behind the door, and she thought that JJ would be proud of how methodical she’d been for once, but that didn’t really help now anyway. Besides, she still hadn’t seen him, which is all she really needed to do in order to know if he was right for her daughter.
“Hi!”
Calm down Michal, you sound like a kindergarten teacher.
“Hi.” He smiled.
“Please come in. Aily will be down in a second.”
5’11” it said on the resume, although some references had said he was 6” and she knew not to trust them too much after that. He had the same grey eyes as his father, only flecked with fiery amber instead of opal. Though maybe his father’s eyes had fire when he was twenty-two as well. Then she stopped herself from going there and cleared her throat.
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