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"There really isn’t very much to tell"

"And your people? What do they do?"

"My father’s an optometrist"

"An honorable profession I can’t see past s"

"Liz is from Connecticut," Lear added

She took a second, deeper sip, wincing pleasurably "If it’s all right with you, Jonas, I’ll speak forabout Connecticut

"Little town called Greenwich, dah-ling Which I’m supposed to hate, there’s probably no place e it My parents are angels, and I adore theood"

Lear dragged a desk chair to the center of the room and lowered himself onto it backward I made a mental note that this would be how I sat from now on

"I’rinning

"This again I’ monkey, you know"

"Come on, pumpkin We’re totally wasted"

" ‘Pu out her cheeks "Fine, just this once But to be clear, I’ this because we have coe Liz sipped again For an unnervingly long interval, perhaps twenty seconds, silence gripped the room Liz had closed her eyes, like ato conjure the spirits of the dead