But I was not lying about Creon again. I’d sworn I would never lie about Creon again. ‘You make it sound like a crime, Halbert,’ I heard myself say, and somehow my voice was still bright and clear over the roar of the audience, my words carried swiftly to the back of the hall by dozens of eager whispers. ‘You do realise it’s a rather common activity between adults in love, don’t you?’
