These Dreams of You

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Zan shoots his son a look. “I’ll phone you tonight,” he says to the woman, “and we’ll make tomorrow’s arrangements.”

“I’m afraid I don’t have a mobile,” says Molly.

“Of course. You said.”

“I assume you take the train from Waterloo Station.”

“I think that’s right.”

“Shall I come by the hotel or meet you at Waterloo then?”

“You suck,” Parker says to Sheba.

“I hate you!” Sheba answers before turning her attention back to Molly. Zan says wearily to the woman, “At eleven at Waterloo,” instead of what he was about to say, which was, I’m sure the kids are going to love you.