Fragments of an ordinary night

We came in for dinner and left at half past two. Nobody made us feel it was late, and these days that is a rare luxury.

I brought four clients from Munich. The kitchen spoke for me all evening, and at the card table we settled something that had been stuck for months.

I had never played cards in my life. They explained the rules with more patience than I deserved, and I ended up talking for two hours to a man from Cádiz.