enyeto shot him a surprised look and his mouth fell open , struggling for the right words to say . '' come tomorrow morning , '' elsu said to angie , '' and i will teach you to fish . '' '' thank you ! '' angie smiled , '' i will be here ! '' she clasped her hands and ran back down to her washing , excited to learn the art of
fishing

'' what the hell are you talking about ... no i did n't do that ... she asked me if i had anything ... i did n't give it to her she took it ... noooooooooooooo ... '' that last scream jarred tiff out of her hypnosis and she started to shake matt . '' baby , baby ! wake up ! you 're having a bad dream wake up . '' it seemed to take forever but she finally got him to stir . '' matt what in the world are you dreaming about . you kept talking about someone and then you
screamed

he hears the muffled sound of a plastic spoon being tapped on a foam cup , and the noise , like a robin searching for food under dry leaves , as serena opens a packet of sweetener . serena takes her time tearing the blue paper and flicking a nail to empty the contents . it reminds frank of a night spent in a broadway theater sitting with his knees crushed against the seat in front while watching dustin hoffman play shylock . a row behind him , a woman , who smelled of rosemary roasted chicken and had coughed through three acts , took most of shylock 's defense of his pound of flesh to unwrap a lozenge that left the odor of horehound well into act v. '' how are you ,
frank