“Oh,” he said, knocking a red ball intoa hole. “It’s you.”“You were expecting so…”

“Jerome sighed and set down his fork. "Are you still doing that, Georgie? Don't …”

“Don't blame us," said my mother. "We didn't blow up half of Court, steal a doze…”

“Τα χειλη του αγγιξαν τα δικα μου στην αρχη απαλα και μετα δυνατα και παθιασμενα…”