Chapter Six
As uncertain as I was about my relationship with Alia, I was relieved to have it back for several days after our reunion. That she couldn’t predict, thus inform me of Harry’s unpredictable schedule, troubled us both; although I think I was more effected by the uncertainty than she was. Alia seemed unmoved by most things, except the possibility of Harry finding out about her indiscretions and us. She sometimes seemed not of this earth. She stood apart, not superior, or snobbish, not even aloof, just unattached. Maybe she belonged to another world—who was I, to know this mysterious woman?
Some days after my regular sessions with Alia resumed, Harry Gale and I met outside the house as it was nearing the dinner hour. He’d just returned from wherever he spent his days. Picking up
