REWRITE THE STARS
He looked at Gabriel who nodded at him, allowing him to tell her the truth.
“Yes, we did. Several times, actually. At parties, mostly. You were once on a charity committee with my wife, Phoebe.”
“Oh…”
Calleigh held out her hand with a friendly, apologetic smile.
“I’m so very sorry. You may think I’m terribly rude… I’ve had some… memory problems lately. What’s your name?”
“I’m Lorenzo de Angelis,” he said and shook her hand, giving Gabriel another questioning look. “My wife is Phoebe de Angelis, a feisty red-headed,” he added smiling slightly.