”We exchanged a chaste kiss, and I let myself out of the house. I jumped into my car and made the relatively short drive home, backing into the driv...way as usual. I got out of the car and walked up the walk and into the house.“Hi, Mikey!” Liz said, jumping up from the couch to hug me.“Hi, Liz. How are you?”“Shitty,” she sighed.“Elizabeth,” Dad warned.“Sorry, Dad. Mikey, can we talk, just you and me?”“That’s why I’m here. Where’s Mom?”“Out with Mrs. Orlov,” Dad responded. “She’ll be back before. Obosheshe thut duto fak kore jibhata dhukiye dilam.Mone holo mouchaker vitor mukh dukhiyechi.Ei vabe panch shat minute tar shudha pan korar por ekshomoy amar mukher modde tar jouno rash nihshoron holo.She onekta stimito hoye amar gaye duhat bulate laglo.Ek shomoy amar underware er upor diye sokto dhonta hate lagtei japte dhore bisshoye chitkar kore ute bollo,O mago eta eto boro?Eta amar gude dhukle ami je more jabo.”ami bollam,“Ektu sobur koro darling,etar mahattya bujle amake noy,otake ‘boss’. "Margaret had her handbag on the table. It was a Balenciaga bag thatshe had chosen, and Albert had paid for. She was putting her pen backbut contemplating taking out her compact to check her lipstick.Instead she reached for one of the calling cards she had recently hadprinted. She slid it onto the table saying: "If they want to see me,there is our address. Albert and I would happy to receive them." Itread simply: "Albert & Margaret" and then an address in up-marketChelsea.As she stood,. When the audience dismissed themselves from the concert hall, the next ‘performance’ came autograph signing from the show’s star performer. What felt like an eternity, the violist finished signing leaving me and Denise as the final two. After Denise got the violist’s autograph, she looked at me and the violist annoyed before excusing herself when the violist seemed to be checking me out and ignoring everyone else. I was about to follow Denise down the stairs till the violist gently took me by.