Claire stands beside us, she is ordering a drink She says hello to us Charlie says hiâ andâ asks about herâ boy She says he´s ďŹne and there´sâ a pause
She says, "It´s funny that you ask Today I had a strange experience I remembered once when I was a girl My father came home late from work I´d drawn a picture for him in school that day And I wanted to show him He said, ´Go show it to your mother dear´ But I´d drawn it just for him Just for him Just for him, just for him
Anyways, today my son came home from school And he had drawn a picture But I was so tired from work I told him I would have a look in a little while I should have hung it on the fridge for him I mean how hard is it to give a shit? To give a shit?
To give a shit?â
Claire walked away and Charlie looked at me with wide eyes Like we had accidentally walked into some stranger´s living room