“I can read with music,” she nodded. “I used to listen to music while I read all the time, I’ll be fine,” she assured him then opened her book again. How to speak Italian.
He looked down at the book and grinned when he saw a few words he could read. “Alright.” He kissed her cheek, then looked at Amelie in the rearview mirror. “Nevermind, Incesticide, Bleach, In Utero, or the MTV Unplugged cd?”
“Nevermind,” Amelie handed him the cd and watched as he put it in the cd player. “And I want your laptop on the plane so I can listen to music.”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...