“You’ve certainly had a funny life,” said Holton, smiling.
“Sometimes I think so but then the most important thing is making a freedom for oneself. When that’s done nothing is strange because everything is natural. You know what I mean?”
He nodded. “Sometimes I know.”
She picked up a fork and drew pictures on the white tablecloth. “I want you to be free,” she said.
“Free from what?”
“You know. From your routine and morals: the things you don’t want.”
He laughed. “You know pretty well what my set of morals is and I don’t mind the routine so much.”
“I think you do.”
“Why?”
“Why did you want to come here with Lewis tonight? Why are you with me now?”