“And anyway, I can help. First, to keep an eye on you and also because you have no idea what a Louis Vuitton handbag even looks like.” “Sure I do. Your purse is brownish with – like– letters on it.” Caleb overheard that description and made a “God help me” sort of sound. “It’s hopeless, Scotlyn. The man wears socks with sandals.” “Only when my feet get cold.”

