Surprised, Alexandra glanced up at Abba and countered, “Why, I suppose I would, Abba, but would I succeed is the question.”
Satisfied, the old professor smiled, “That is all I could ever demand of you, child.”
“Will and could, Abba,” Alexandra said, her manner intrigued, “Are entirely different, for will denotes that something is definitely going to happen. But on the other hand, could, in this context, is interpreted that you would be able to, only if compelled.”
Tweaking her nose affectionately, Samuel responded, brown eyes glinting with delight, “Such a clever child; how I wish that I could claim to have sired you, dear one.”
Crossing her arms in mock displeasure, head tilted to one side, Alexandra said, “You still did not acknowledge my original statement, Abba.”
Winking mischievously, Abba replied, “And I have no intention of so doing, Alexandra.”
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This is a snippet of a chapter for my novel that I am working on, that I have posted because I think it might be too complicated/long/tedious/pedantic.
Also, Samuel Wolf (Abba), is a Jewish Holocaust survivor, and Alexandra is his adopted daughter. You may be wondering why I posted this in the fantasy fiction section, and the reason why, is because S.W. is a trainer from a parallel universe, sent to prepare Alexandra for the coming "crisis."
P.S. Feel free to criticize about anything, because I really need help on this part.
Thank you!
P.P.S. The professor is a genius and Alexandra (she is thirteen) is extremely intelligent, bordering on genius, so that might explain the manner in which they are talking.
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