Walker Between the WorldsChapter 18
Chris' parents were very gracious, and both of them managed, in the face of our demonstration that a relationship really did exist, to avoid anything embarrassing. Chris had been right. My appearance in a bit of designer dinner wear and snugly tucked under his arm completely disarmed the both of them. Still, the evening wasn't without its potential pitfalls. "Well, my dear," Mrs. Kimble asked over our roast duck and seasoned potatoes. "Where did you disappear to for such a long...