SAG'S AUF DEUTSCH (11)
But the hours, the hours,
she said (as she made a mental note not to kill off her protagonist. Not yet).
For they are long, it has to be said and I’m not quite sure what one does with
them.
Oh, how I long for my own
bed, she said (and he said it also, like an echo).
But, then, she added, I
made my own bed. It is, after all, up to me to lie in it.
Ich liebe mein Bett, he
said in response. His enthusiasm had always been ill-considered and infectious.
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