‘I mean, Fee, the guy is asking you to court you! It’s like… I don’t know… I think they don’t even write it in books these days because it’s just… too good to be true’, Roosje was
gesticulating like a madwoman.
‘I-’ Fern started, but Roosje didn’t give her an opportunity to say anything.
‘What do you want from him, Fee? I’ll never believe you find Storm not good enough for you. He’s smart, he’s beautiful, he’s rich, he’s well-mannered, he’s nice, and has his nails manicured, for god’s sake! I bet he’s all waxed down to-’
‘Huh?’ Fern raised her left eyebrow.
‘I wish a man like this offered me something like that-’
‘You’re married and have three kids, Rose!’ Fern decided it was time to
interfere with Roosje’s wild and uncontrolled dreams.