I don’t need another hound sniffing around, irritating the neighbors.’ ‘Ouch!’ he exclaimed as he laughed. He picked up her hand and kissed it... ‘Oooo … that spice, Jennifer, that’s why you’ll always be my one true love.’ She motioned with her hands for him to be on his way. ‘Jonathon … waiting.’ Eric laughed some more as he headed down the hall to Jonathon’s office. Once he was gone, Jennifer allowed herself to smile. Jonathon was on the phone, pacing behind his desk when Eric entered. He. Real name." You've got it wrong," I said. "He wants to visit the nungungi; he was a Red Kangaroo at Jacky's wedding. Am I right, Patrick?" Yes. And I learn my name." Do you have any idea?" I asked."Bilbie? Goanna? Emu? I don't know. Nungungi know. He tell Patrick." That's beyond me," Weena said."It makes sense. You know, I've read that in many cultures children weren't given names until they were around three, because so many children died in their early years. Perhaps Patrick feels a summons. ‘I was afraid of that?’ ‘What?’ ‘I thought I recognized him,’ he said, nodding back at the front of the train, ‘as he staggered down the rails.’ ‘Was he drunk?’ ‘I don’t think so. The WR stands for Willie Ray, he was one of the great ones on harmonica. He was, quite frankly, a one man symphony.’ ‘I didn’t figure anyone really considered the harmonica an instrument. I mean it’s so small.’ ‘Don’t let the size fool you, it is a full fledged instrument. It is quite difficult to play well too. Few. Make us both some sandwiches for lunch, andyou can continue cleaning upstairs this afternoon."As instructed, I made some sandwiches and put them out on the table,along with a jug of water with ice and lemon. We sat and ate together,and I made sure that I ate slowly and delicately, instead of scoffing myfood as I usually would. We chatted for a while, and Roger made smalltalk about the school and his teaching days. I sat upright with my legstogether, smiling and nodding politely. Roger ate most.