692. The smile

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Marwen Werethiel smiled. It was one of those mysterious, sad smiles. It melted Garion’s heart.

“What would you most hate?” asked Marwen. “Deafness or blindness?”

“I would hate to be blind,” said Garion.

“Your choice,” she said.

She plucked out his eyes. Her smile was the last thing he saw. He heard her laughter. He heard his screams.

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                    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                      That’s right – you call it supper! We call it tea. Supper is a cup of tea/coffee/chocolate before you go to bed. Americans, when visiting get muddled because tea is the main meal of the day and supper us a cup of tea!

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                    3. Bruce Goodman Post author

                      The Mexican was lovely. Tacos – and we always have a competition as to who has got the cleanest plate at the end. You’re not allowed to drop anything or scoop it up if you do! This all came from having watched Mexican kids in white suits at weddings jumping up and down on a trampoline while eating tacos and not getting a drop of anything on the white suit. Tonight I’m making Navarin de mouton. It always sounds more exotic if its in French – but it just a common old recipe I found in a women’s magazine.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Sooo – hence the meaning of the word loop-y. I never thought of “she” being a mistake for Garion. I always thought of she being Marwen. But by turning she into he makes it equally horrid. It could read either way. It’s a nasty little number both ways…

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