Scene: Uncle Bill’s. Interior. Morning breakfast rush.
“Here’s the damage,” she says. “I gave you that youngster’s discount, if that’s ok.”
I guess I looked like a senior-discount-worthy customer this morning.
Meanwhile, Auggie is with Mr. Warren and getting a bath and primping. I am dogless, and the house is quiet. Lessons start at 11, with four students today, then a recording session, then dinner with colleagues. This Saturday is full.