She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. “I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man. He had never wanted daughters. I said to myself at once, ‘Either this is a coincidence or the caper sauce. “Where is she?” He would yell even louder until she was sure that people in faraway fishing boats could probably hear him.
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