“How’s it going?” I said. “With my driving? Or are we past that stage?” “I don’t know,” I said. “There’s so much that’s new,” she said. “New room, new subject, new books, new people. Well, not that I’ve studied any other subject before,” she added with a giggle. Our eyes met, and I recognized that happy-go-lucky expression in her eyes that I had fallen for the first time I saw it. “I said I’d be a bundle of nerves!” she said. “I am, too,” I said. “Skål,” she said, and we clinked glasses. She leaned to the side and took a packet of cigarettes from her bag. “Well, how are we going to do this?”
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