Jesus.”
“I don’t get it.”
“Think about all those fairy tales about babies that get swapped or stolen. Think about
The Omen
or
Alien
. The imposter child, the devil child, and the true child who is the saviour. It’s like King Arthur or Siegfried—new life. The shining centre.”
“So where is this baby?”
“Growing up somewhere unknown, hidden. You have to find her…”
“Why’s it a girl?”
“Or him—and make sure you’re not bringing home the wrong one. There will be plenty of wrong ones on the way.”
“I think the Resistance should have tanks.”
“I know you do.”
Xeno took Leo into the game. “This is Paris.”
“That’s MiMi’s apartment—what are you doing there?”
“It’s where it all starts. In the courtyard.”
Leo was sweating. “Where what starts? Why is it snowing?”
“It isn’t snow. It’s feathers.”
“What were you doing? Having a pillow fight?”
“It’s how the Angels reproduce themselves—but the feathers have to land on water or fire…There are different levels in the game, of course. At Level 4, Time becomes a player. Time can stand still, move faster, slow down. But you are playing against Time too. That’s what it’s called—‘The Gap of Time.’ ”
“What kind of a title is that?”
—
Leo’s buzzer buzzed. It was his wife.
—
MiMi entered the office. Before Leo could get round his desk to kiss her, Xeno was there. Leo saw the way his hand took the small of her back, the way MiMi leaned up towards him. She kissed his cheek and then she put her head in his neck while he hugged her. It was all over in a few seconds.
MiMi went to Leo and kissed his mouth. She was smiling, happy, heavily pregnant. She was on her way to rehearse for the Save the Children dinner. Xeno had texted her to say he was leaving town.
She knew before I did.
MiMi offered to drop Xeno home to pack.
Pop a last ball in the pocket?
was what Leo thought, but what he said was…“Tell him to stay till Monday. I’ve tried, now you try.”
MiMi pushed Xeno down onto the white leather sofa and perched with pregnant difficulty on the edge. She took Xeno’s hand, palm upwards.
“Xeno taught me to read palms,” she said to Leo.
I’ll bet he did
…thought Leo; what he said was, “More New Age bat shit?”
MiMi bent over Xeno’s hand, running her finger along the lines. Xeno bent forward with her, his dark hair falling as it always did. His dark hair falling. Leo suddenly felt sick because it was Xeno’s body he saw falling away from him.
“You are going on a journey,” said MiMi. “Across the ocean.”
They were both laughing. They were intimate, private. Leo, ghost-faced, his beating heart invisible, wondered if he was in the room.
MiMi closed her eyes. “
Mais, je vois un retard. Je vois
…that you will be staying in London for the weekend.
Je connais
…that a friend of yours is singing,
et voilà
!”
Xeno turned MiMi’s palm over. “I see a beautiful baby,” he said. “Coming soon.”
—
When they had both left the office with Milo and Leo was alone, he stood in the long glass window watching them all pile into MiMi’s pink Fiat 500.
They look like a family,
he thought.
He went to the computer and flicked to his wife’s Wiki page. There was the photo he had on his wall. She was like a laser of energy.
MIMI
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Hermione Delannet better known by her mononym MiMi (born November 6, 1977), is a French-American singer, songwriter and actor.
BIRTH NAME
Hermione Delannet
BORN
November 6, 1977
(age 39)
New York, USA
GENRES
Chanson
OCCUPATION(S)
Singer, songwriter, actor
YEARS ACTIVE
2000–present
SPOUSE
Leo Laiser (m. 2003)
CHILDREN
1
LABELS
Virgin Records, EMI
ASSOCIATED ACTS
The Gap of Time
WEBSITE
www.mimi-music.com
CONTENTS
1 Early life
2 Musical career
3 Personal life
4 Discography
4.1 Albums
4.2 Guest appearances
5 Awards
6 References
7 External links
EARLY LIFE
MiMi was born in New