said Snooky. “Steel yourself.” “What is it?” Snooky sat down on the sofa opposite him. “I’ve invited Sarah and her family over here for dinner tomorrow night.” Bernard lifted up his red pencil and made a mark on the page in the typewriter before him. “I know you’re not happy about it, but I wanted to reciprocate for that lunch the other day. Just say you won’t leave.” Bernard took the page out of the typewriter and looked at it thoughtfully. “I discussed it with Maya, and she says you’ll probably stick around for the food. She said the best way was just to tell you straight out, so that’s what I’m doing. I know that deep down, inside that gruff and silent exterior, you appreciate my honesty.” Bernard grunted. “They’ll be here around six-thirty. I wanted you to know. I know that cuts into your predinner snack, but remember: it’s just one evening.” Bernard shrugged and picked irritably at the remains of last night’s peach cobbler, which was sitting next to him in a battered pie tin.
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