"Set aside everything that happened and you were a magnificent performer, Greg. By your very nature." His skill had appealed, she admitted that, but far less so than his sincerity, his love of the music, his accord with the fans. All of that came from within; it had not been constructed for him.

"I would like to hear about her, if you are willing to tell me. I know it might be hard. But you at least should not worry about me; I am not jealous." She lifted her free hand to sanctify the statement as a vow. How could she be?