- Did you see those two idiots Alex...
Oh yes, she'd seen them.
Alex had found their behavior pathetic.
All to catch the eye of her older sister Elizabeth.
Strangely enough...
Her sister attracted all eyes.
But she never did.
Could it be because she was so young.
But she wasn't that young after all.
She was already fifteen.
And Elizabeth was only two years older.
So why.
Was it because, as Elizabeth said, she was too serious.
Or too tomboyish.
But she recognized that she was a tomboy, and that had already put off more than one person.
But too serious...
If her sister really knew what she was like.
She wouldn't say that anymore.
- Look Alex...
Her sister nudged her in the ribs, snapping her out of her thoughts, and indicated something with her hand.
- That's the young Goren Dad's paying to come and help him...
Alex looked in the direction her sister had indicated, and her gaze fell on a tall man with ebony curls, who was working alongside her father and brothers.
So this was him.
This boy who outranked his brothers and father by at least a head.
And his sister who'd done nothing but talk about him, eager to see what he looked like.
Well, she was finally going to be rewarded.
- Elizabeth hissed in appreciation. He's taller than our father... And our brothers. She let out a little laugh. They look really small next to him.

Yes, Alex had seen him.
That was the first thing she'd noticed: his tall stature.
But not only that...
She'd also noticed his ebony curls, and the corpulence of his body.
Compared to him, her father looked very slight.
And knowing Elizabeth, Alex knew she wouldn't be above detailing him.
But a question crossed Alex's mind.
Was his older sister going to set her sights on him, or leave him alone.
That's what Alex wanted to know.
Because if she did, she already felt sorry for Goren.
Because when her sister liked a boy, the boy had better like her, because she tended to tease him, and play the long game.
Alex moved away from Elizabeth, put her bag on the ground and headed for the tree, where she leaned back to look at young Goren.
Strangely enough, he intrigued her.
It was the first time her father had brought a stranger into their family, and especially into their vacation home.
He was always wary.
And never to bring a stranger into his family.
As a New York policeman, he was doubly vigilant.
But if his father had taken the initiative of bringing young Goren to work for them, he must be someone he could trust.
Still, it was strange...
Why come to work for his father.

Especially during the summer vacations.
Didn't he have something better to do.
Or at least, why wasn't he taking advantage of the vacations.
Instead of coming to work.
It was strange.
And Alex would like to know why.
But knowing her blabbermouth sister, she wouldn't have long to find out.
For Elizabeth tended to inquire about everything.
But for once, she'd like to find out for herself.
And not get the information from her sister.
- I can see that he intrigues you...
At these words, Alex snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Elizabeth, who had come closer to her.
Of course she was intrigued.
This was the first time her father had brought a stranger into their home.
He'd never brought a stranger to their vacation home before.
So it was only natural that his curiosity should be aroused.
- But he's poor. Elisabeth huffed in despair. That's why he accepted Dad's offer.
Pardon...
He was poor...
So what if he was.
What was with his sister's way of huffing and puffing.
At first, she seemed to appreciate his size.
But suddenly, there was this reversal, vis à vis, his social class.

Yes, it was true that they weren't considered poor, but they weren't that rich.
They were from modest families.
So they didn't have to throw stones at him.
It wasn't right.
- Too bad... I could have had fun with him during the vacations.
Sorry about that.
Eames looked at her shocked older sister.
She could hardly hear her sister's words.
Fun with him...
Don't tell me.
- At twenty, he must be a good sexual experiment.
Alex blushed violently at her sister's words.
But yes, that was exactly what her sister was thinking.
She wanted to have sexual fun with Goren.
But thanks to his poverty, he'd escaped.
Name of God...
She knew her sister had a sharp tongue...
But still...
Elizabeth could have cared less.
Goren wasn't a game to be hunted.
No, but she wasn't well to think of such things.
If their fathers heard them...
Elisabeth put her hands on his arm, drawing him in, but Alex refused to move.
Oh... Oh...
But his little sister didn't want to move and continue her contemplation of Goren.
Alex was a little too interested in Goren for Elizabeth's taste.
And she had to make him come to his senses.
For one thing, he was too old.
And two, he was poor.
So it was totally impossible between them.
- Forget him... he's too old for you.

Pardon.
Forget it...
Too old for her.
But what else was her sister imagining.
But suddenly she took the hint, and turned totally scarlet, shocked that her sister could imagine she had designs on a boy she didn't even know.
- I don't have designs on him.
Yes, you do.
So why did she want to stay.
She wanted to enjoy the spectacle of young Goren at work.
But yes.
It was something else that must have interested her sister.
She was far from stupid.
In adittion, her younger sister had never had any interest in a boy.
And clearly, from the way she kept her eyes on him, she had a strong interest in Goren.
Elizabeth wasn't blind.
And she could see that her little sister was interested in Goren.
And so it was best to turn her away from Goren.
Nothing good would come of all this.
- Come on, let's go home.
Let's go home...
And what for.

She was fine out there.
If Elizabeth wanted to go home, well, she'd just have to go home alone, and without her.
There were things she needed to find out.
And if her big sister stayed, she'd stop her.
So she had to make him go.
Proud of her decision, she placed her hands on her sister's, forcing her to remove them, but Elizabeth held firm, not letting go.
- No... I'll stay a little longer...
What.
Stay a little longer...
Her little sister wanted to stay out a little longer.
But she wasn't feeling well.
And what was it about Goren that interested her sister so much?
He wasn't really handsome, and above all, he was much too tall and corpulent.
- Alex...
- ... I said I wouldn't come in.
When Alex refused to comply, Elizabeth didn't insist.
In addition, there was no point in insisting.
When you knew her sister's determination.
Elizabeth knew very well that it wouldn't do any good.
Once her sister had decided on something, it was difficult to change her mind.
- Very well... She took her hands off her sister's arm, and went to pick up the bag she'd put on the floor. Don't dawdle too much.
Yes... Yes…

Alex waved her hands, signaling for her to leave.
Of course she wasn't going to stay long.
It was just curiosity.
And when she'd managed to find out a thing or two, she'd go home.

It was strange, this sensation Goren felt.
As if someone was watching him.
But he was probably imagining things.
But unfortunately for him, the feeling didn't leave him.
So he decided to look in the direction from which he felt the gaze.
And what a surprise to discover a young girl barely out of her teens looking at him with great interest.
But was she really looking at him.
He looked at Jonathan Eames and his sons, to see if it was them she was looking at, but from the small mocking smile that appeared on her lips, he knew it was him.
Still, it was very embarrassing to be stared at, especially by a child.
If he wasn't mistaken, she must be the last Eames daughter, and no older than fifteen.
So why was she staring at him with such interest.
Of course, he had to admit that, with her long chestnut hair cascading down her back and her mocking little smile, the little girl was very attractive.
But she was still a child.
She shouldn't have been interested in him.
And looked at him so insistently.

- Bobby... come and give me a hand.
At Jonathan Eames's words, Goren snapped out of his thoughts and looked away from the teenager, towards Jonathan Eames.
But strangely enough, he could still feel his gaze on him.
But that couldn't be.
She must have left and stopped looking at him.
He must have been imagining things.
And yet, he could feel something on his back.
So he turned to look at where the teenager had been standing before he joined his father.
And she was still there, staring at him. to see if she was.
Name of God.
But what could a teenage girl be interested in, that she'd look at him with such interest.
It was very embarrassing, especially coming from a child barely out of adolescence.
But on the other hand, it was also very flattering.
But still.
Couldn't she have held on a little longer.
And stop staring.
You don't look at people that insistently, especially if you don't know them.
But on the other hand, the way she was acting, she was beginning to intrigue him, and had opened up his curiosity.
And so he would like to talk to her, and above all, find out why she was so interested in him.
On his last thoughts, he took his eyes off her, and turned his attention back to Jonathan Eames.

Maybe she'd get tired of staring at him, and go home.
Or so he hoped.