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to study when she couldn’t get work done at the dorms. Her sister had left her laptop behind last time she dropped by. Since it had a wireless network card, they could steal bandwidth from one of Kat’s neighbours and connect to the internet. ‘He’s one of those non-medical doctors. An ety-
something
-ologist. I looked it up, but basically they study the origins of words and stuff.’
    ‘Ah, one of those English professor guys. I see now why he’s not on the bachelor’s list.’ Zoe nodded knowingly. ‘You should take him to visit dad. I’m sure they’d have plenty to talk about. Maybe they buy their tweed suits at the same place.’
    ‘Oh, hell no,’ Kat said, shivering at the very idea. Their father, Douglas Matthews was a retired English professor. He’d worked at several private schools, most prestigiously Harvard. Usually he wasn’t one to pressure his daughters, but if he found a guy like Mr English, he’dprobably start harassing her as much as her mother did to settle down.
    Zoe laughed, hitting her flat palm on the table in exaggerated mirth. ‘You could double date with mom and dad!’
    Kat shivered in abhorrence of the suggestion. There was no way she’d double date with her parents!
    ‘Ha, ha, ha, very funny,’ she said dryly. ‘My luck, dad would want me to settle down and marry the guy.’
    ‘What’s wrong with that?’ Zoe asked. ‘It just might turn out to be true love.’
    ‘Have you been reading those romance novels again?’ Kat asked, shaking her head. ‘I swear, romance is an addiction and I for one have better things to do. Besides, I like being addicted to coffee better than being addicted to love. Coffee serves a purpose. It keeps me awake. With love, you have only two emotions – gushy or heart-broken. Both are completely unappealing and have no place in a modern woman’s life. I won’t say it doesn’t exist, just that it’s foolish to wish for it. There are so many more fulfilling things than being someone’s Mrs.’
    ‘You’re hopeless.’ Zoe sighed. ‘Not that I think you would fall in love with an intellectual.’
    Kat knew what her sister meant and didn’t even pretend to be offended. It was true, she usually only dated artistic people – painters, musicians, actors, poets, men who thought like she did. Life was an adventure, to be taken at leisure. She looked at love the same way. Why stress over the love of one person, when you could have the love of family and friends? Such a type of love that came with no strings and was uncomplicated – or at least ideally it should be.
    ‘Huh, I’ll have to contemplate that one later,’ Kat said, more to herself.
    ‘What?’ Zoe asked, confused.
    ‘Oh, nothing, the supposedly uncomplicated love of family.’ Kat waved a dismissing hand.
    ‘You lost me that time.’ Zoe frowned.
    ‘Never mind, it’s not important.’ Kat laughed. ‘Yeah, this poor man probably really does wears tweed suits and has a comb over. Maybe I can do him some good. I’ll take him shopping and spruce him up a bit. He’ll be my makeover project. With any luck, he’ll find a real girlfriend and I’ll be off the hook in less than a month.’
    ‘You know, that’s not such a bad idea. Hook Mr English up with someone else more his speed and then it’s not your fault he stops dating you. You did say that his parents just want him to get out there.’ Zoe shrugged. ‘Could work.’
    ‘It’s definitely a plan.’
    ‘So, how are you going to do it?’
    Kat reached down to the side pocket of her camera bag and pulled out a book. She handed it to her sister.
    ‘Five hundred big words everyone should know and love. A guide to intellectual conversation,’ Zoe read. As she handed it back, she said sarcastically, ‘Sounds dreamy.’
    ‘I thought it might help if he got all smart on me.’ Kat grinned. ‘Want to quiz me? I’ve got two pages almost memorised.’
    ‘Ah, tempting, but no,’ Zoe laughed.
    ‘Who knows, maybe if I whisper