Ingenuous Is Not Such a Bad Thing

Julian believed in being ingenuous. It suited her purposes, but some saw it as naive and 'how can you be so stupid?" Her conversation with Sunshine Dermic in the Federal Hotel, over the jazz, had been carefully considered, but Julian followed her instincts on many occasions, and this was one. That, along with her intuition had stood her in good stead over the years.

Nevertheless, Mary Hitler was understandably upset.
"She slept with my husband and tried to steal him and my perfect family, how could you?"

Julian had no answer. She just knew that Sunshine the Second had entered into her life and had a bit part.

Julian was surprised to see that Mary had spelled 'insouciantly' with an 'e'. It brought back to mind a young boy called Ian at Primary school, where Julian stepped in to do the bible teaching. How do you spell your name, he asked.
"D. E. N. E. N. E."
"Way too many 'e's', I don't like e's," he said.

Julian rather liked 'e's and so found that interesting and memorable. Ian was now very tall and much, much older. He lived in Toowoomba, but she saw him last Sunday. She was sitting next to a 12 year old who had told her that he didn't believe in God.
"You're brave," she said and then told him the story about the 'e's' because Ian was sitting just in front of them.
He laughed and thought it was pretty good.

IN.GEN.UOUS

1. free from reserve, restraint or dissimulation; candid; sincere.

IN.SOU.CI.ANT

1. free from concern, worry, or anxiety; carefree; nonchalant.
lighthearted, debonair, jaunty, breezy.