Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 10
Ican’tacceptit,especiallynow.”IgrinatKate,andshenods.
“Iunderstand.Acoupleofletterscameforyou,andJoséhasbeencallingeveryhouronthehour.Hesoundeddesperate.”
“I’llcallhim,”Imutterevasively.IfItellKateaboutJosé,she’llhavehimforbreakfast.Icollectthelettersfromthediningtableandopenthem.
“Hey,Ihaveinterviews!Theweekafternext,inSeattle,forinternplacements!”
“Forwhichpublishinghouse?”
“Forbothofthem!”
“ItoldyouyourGPAwouldopendoors,Ana.”
Kate,ofcourse,alreadyhasaninternshipsetupatTheSeattleTimes.Herfatherknowssomeonewhoknowssomeone.
“HowdoesElliotfeelaboutyougoingaway?”Iask.
Katewandersintothekitchen,andforthefirsttimethisevening,she’sdisconsolate.
“He’sunderstanding.Partofmedoesn’twanttogo,butit’stemptingtolieinthesunforacoupleofweeks.Besides,Momishanginginthere,thinkingthiswillbeourlastrealfamilyholidaybeforeEthanandIheadoffintotheworldofpaidemployment.”
IhaveneverleftthecontinentalU.S.KateisofftoBarbadoswithherparentsandherbrother,Ethan,fortwowholeweeks.I’llbeKatelessinournewapartment.Thatwillbeweird.Ethanhasbeentravelingtheworldsincehegraduatedlastyear.IwonderbrieflyifI’llseehimbeforetheygoonvacation.He’ssuchalovelyguy.Thephonerings,joltingmefrommyreverie.
“That’llbeJosé.”
Isigh.IknowIhavetotalktohim.Igrabthephone.
“Hi.”
“Ana,you’reback!”Joséshoutshisreliefatme.
“Obviously.
