[Petre starts to fidget a bit, taking that as a cue to sit down comfortably. He was, after all, getting ready to part just moments ago, so whatever position he was in wasn't conducive to a lengthy pause.]
My mother. My father. I look at the books. With the - photographs.
[Can't say he loves to read, because there aren't many books in Romanian (if any) around and he's still too easily frustrated with English to try the kind of literature that would interest him. So photographs it is.
Ghyslain may now conclude that he's an incredibly boring boy.]
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My mother. My father. I look at the books. With the - photographs.
[Can't say he loves to read, because there aren't many books in Romanian (if any) around and he's still too easily frustrated with English to try the kind of literature that would interest him. So photographs it is.
Ghyslain may now conclude that he's an incredibly boring boy.]
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