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a　sad　mistake。

…　Nothing　…　she　said　without　looking　at　him。

They　had　to　leave　the　apartment　in　very　bad　time　of　7：45　in　the　morning。　Now　it　was　a　plane

in　the　afternoon　and　was　still　an　hour　of　St。　Barts。　Aaron　was　asleep；　or　maybe　I　was　only

pretending　not　to　have　to　see　Miles　on　top　of　giving　Blair。　Serena　was　listening　to　Coldplay

in　discman；　relieved　to　be　away　from　the　constant　flood　of　gifts　from　Flow。　Tyler　playing

chess　in　his　Game　Boy　and　was　in　a　bad　mood；　Why　at　the　last　minute　the　mother　of　his

friend；　the　prince　Rolf　von　Wurtzel；　decided　not　to　let　Rolf　was　St。　Barts　with　Tyler

because　the　young　German　prince　had　a　problem　embarrassing　to　pee　in　bed。　Blair　moved　the

ice　cubes　in　your　drink　with　a　brown　plastic　canudinho。　Thank　God　for　small　favors。

…　I　tried　to　talk　to　you　all　week　…　said　Miles　as　a　reclining　chair　in　an　attempt　to　stretch

your　legs　long。　To　great　dismay　of　Blair；　all　were　done　squeezed　sardine　in　economy　class。　…

But　I　have　written　the　wrong　number　or　something。

Blair　continued　with　eyes　on　the　puter　screen。　No；　she　answered　quietly。　Is　that　I　gave

you　the　wrong　number。

Miles　extended　his　arm　and　passed　by　the　fingers　tips　of　hair　from　Blair。

…　I　missed　you　…　he　whispered。

She　looked　at　him　without　smiling；　eyes　and　departed　again；　asking　yourself　what　Audrey

Hepburn　would　do　in　this　situation　unpleasant。

You　know　those　religious　fanatics　who　are　in　the　car　stickers　that　say：　〃What　would　Jesus？〃

Well；　Blair　had　a　look　that　said：　〃What　would　Audrey　do？〃

Not　that　she　had　something　wrong　against　Miles。　He　was　not　a　tallowy　Armani　and　wore

beautiful　clothes。　He　was　nice　and　was　a　friend　of　Aaron；　who　was　also　a　nice　guy；　but　if

she　could　choose；　would　not　have　any　half…brother。　Blair　should　have　felt　flattered　with　the

attention　of　Miles；　and　maybe　you　feel　if　you　were　in　the　mood　for　shame　on　man。　But　the

reality　was　that　one　of　the　afternoon；　squeezed　in　the　economic　class　of　a　small　plane　and

bum；　with　the　puter　in　the　neck　and　hair…tail　of　a　dirty…horse；　she　was　not　willing　to

paquerar　anyone。

…　Excuse　me；　miss；　be　interested　in　a　copy　of　Vogue　brtanica？　…　Asked　the　flight　attendant

in　first　class。　He　seemed　a　Pierce　Brosnan　newest　and　tallest；　and　if　it　were　not　using　a

uniform　United　Arlin；　which　could　well　be　a　cat。

Blair　picked　up　the　magazine。　Realized　that　the　flight　attendant　was　not　going　to　review　all

the　economy　class；　alone。