“What about your parents? You mentioned leaving home for London at a tender age. What was that about?” She chewed a bite slowly. “The usual. Strict discipline. Youthful rebellion. Words exchanged that couldn’t be taken back.” “That,” he said, “was not an answer.” “Yes, it was. You asked a question. I replied. With words and everything.” “I gave you details. Ages, events . . . feelings. I cracked open my soul.”
