The Colour of Love. Preethi Nair

do you mean?’

      ‘A sign is an indication that you are doing the right thing.’

      He didn’t say anything.

      ‘The sign between us,’ I continued, ‘was that for days, even before I met you, I was thinking about the Matisse quote – you know, the one about creativity – and then you said it to me. Out of all the things you could have said, you gave me that quote.’

      ‘I can see how that could be a sign,’ he answered diplomatically. ‘It’s nice to think about things that way but I work on gut feeling, Nina, and I know I’m sure about you.’

      Yes, that’s what I liked about him. His certainty and practicality: there was no spontaneous, impetuous behaviour, no way on earth that I would ever find him with a red-headed woman.

      ‘So what do you think?’ he asked.

      ‘About what?’

      ‘About getting engaged in two weeks?’