…he said, in the most melancholy voice, ‘She’s hiding from me.’ He was
dreaming, of course. I thought it was rather sweet. So, to humour him,
I said, ‘Well, then. You must hide your eyes and count to ten and
she’ll come back.’”
He laughed. “But he got angry at me. It was really rather charming of
him. ‘No,’ he said, ‘no she won’t.” ‘But you’re dreaming,’ I said to
him. ‘No,’ he said, ‘no I’m not. It’s not a dream. It’s real.

Autore: Donna Tartt