Ειχε πια περασει η ωρα του σιωπητηριου και πηγαινα τον Κρίστιαν στον κοιτωνα του. Κουνησε το κεφαλι του.

“How did you find out?” he asked. I dropped the coat I’d been holding. “How do y…”

“Heat burned in his eyes, something a little darker and more intense than our ty…”

“Because...Beacause it's so good, and there's only one chance to read a book for…”

“And so went the rest of our conversation, with me having to constantly stop and…”