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"You’re wondering if I saw it," Carolyn said Soh like broken glass Her voice was soft, sand beat by waves till it’s as fine as powdered sugar

"Sahat?" Jane asked halfheartedly

"He is a devil, that Mr Darcy But you wouldn’t hide hiuilty conscience That tellsYou’re past thirty, not ossip and the photos in your apartment tell the truth And it all cohed "I a Tell ?"

Jane gulped down her water and glanced over her shoulder toward the ladies roo witty and funny and maybe the best novel ever written, it’s also thein life can everin its shadow"

Carolyn stared, as if waiting for h already

"It is a lovely novel," Carolyn said, "but you weren’t concealing a paperback in your plant I’ve seen the movie I knoho Colin Firth is, my dear And I think I knohat you’ve put your life on hold to wait for

"Listen, I don’t actually believe I can so in real life feels as right as…oh, neverin a fantasyland"

"Are you?"

Jane forced a sether so they were as wrinkled as her cheeks "How’s your love life?"

"I’e of thirty-two Huess?" Carolyn leaned forward, her silky voice easing between the sounds of clattering plates and too-hardy business out so well, and each time the men in your life disappoint, you let Mr Darcy in a little bit more Perhaps you’ve come to the point where you’re so attached to the idea of that scoundrel, you won’t be satisfied with anything less"

An olive stuck to the piece of lettuce on Jane’s fork, and when she tried to flick it off, it flew over the table and tapped a waiter on the butt Jane scowled Certainly, her list of ex-boyfriends was impressively pathetic And there was that drea gown (a la Miss Havisha alone in a dark house, waiting for Mr Darcy to come for her When she aith a sharp intake of breath, the dreah at In fact, she still couldn’t

"Maybe I am batty," Jane said

"I remember you, Jane" Carolyn had pale blue eyes like deniazebo with you by the lake after randmother’s, funeral I re the service you couldn’t help wondering what ? Did that h? Your voice, your little girl questions took sorief You’re too honest to let yourself get duped like this"

Jane nodded "That day, you earing a lace collar I thought it was elegant"