“What’s the difference between this side and that side?” I asked. “Either way, I still have to look at his smug face.” “She’s right,” Fisher said. “She’s made her decision. Let her sit wherever she wants to sit.” Ren gave him an odd look. “Really?” “Really.” I didn’t know the general all that well, but I knew him enough to tell that he was confounded by Fisher’s declaration.
Is that where his wife is supposed to sit?
