CHAPTER 21
YES, NADIA HAD said I might need to clean Nick’s other houses, but I still found it hard to believe this was actually happening. Just pop over to LA? Nadia made it sound so…so normal.
“Really? Wow. Okay.” What else could I say?
“Great, what’s your email address? I’ll send an e-ticket.”
“I don’t have one.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I don’t have an email address. Or a computer.”
“But… But…” Nadia clearly found life without email too tough to contemplate. “What about your phone?”
“My phone only makes calls.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Damn, it should be in a museum or something. Okay, okay, how’s this? I’ll print out the ticket for a Saturday flight and drop it off at Nick’s beforehand. Does that suit you?”
“Yes, perfect.” Then I had an awful thought. “Uh, I might have a bit of a
