is delicious and the fish tender.
I was missing.’
in the AIG. And wait till you hear this, Dédé: it was his own nephew.’
,’ André says philosophically. ‘Life gives with one hand and takes away with the other. But it’s not the same, it’s not the same thing at all . . . losing your friends or losing your country. It eats me up inside just thinking about it. If you want proof, round here we don’t talk about , we say .’