Chapter 23

• “I want you to sing a song for me after this in the music room,” said Reyhan , which made me smile brightly; never has someone asked me to sing for him. I returned in front of him carrying the cutlery.
• “Sure. Is there a specific song you’d like to hear?” I asked, then turned back towards the stove. I walked to the refrigerator, where a baguette of bread had been cut into a relatively large square. I immediately took it out and put it in the microwave; after the texture of the bread was not so hard, I served it.
• “Not at this time, I want you to choose the song,” he said; I agreed to his request.