Chapter 64
He leans against the bench as the kettle boils. "What did Naboo mean, 'You have to eat.'?"
"He keeps making me eat."
"Making you eat?"
"Yes. He says that if I don't, I'll make myself ill."
"Why aren't you eating in the first place?"
"I just don't feel like it."
"What do you mean, 'you don't feel like it'?"
"I just don't feel like eating much nowadays." I say with a shrug.
"You should try to eat something."
"That's what Naboo says."
"He's a wise little man."
"He's not a man, he's a shaman."
"It's the same thing."
"No it isn't."
"Yes it is, and that's the end of it. Now eat something."
"Do I have to?"
"Yes." He says, in a tone of voice that leaves no room for argument. With a sigh, I begin to search through the cupboards.
We sit at the kitchen table, Howard drinking tea and me eating a banana.
"You really should be eating more than a banana."
"I know."
"So why don't you?"
"I can't."
"Why?"
"I just can't."
"You should at least try."
"I am trying. I'm eating something, aren't I?"
"Calm down, Vince."
"Sorry."
"Did you eat something?" Naboo asks when we re-enter.
"Yes."
"Good. Make sure you get some sleep."
"I will."