Mortlake Green

Rusty gets excited about the week end.

Eitan and I have dinner mano-a-mano (Sonnet at a museum opening w/ Madeleine). Eitan a private kid so I find myself making most of the conversation. He is uncomfortable when I ask him to lead our discussion or, even, the subject matter. Once the table cleared, though, he seems reluctant to leave and so I wait silently. I am rewarded for my patience.