Chapter 21

You made other people laugh, too.”

“Sure.

I’m starting to feel like nothing but the cabaret.”

“Then

that’s very foolish of you, isn’t it?”

“I…pardon?”

She

frowned at him: a universal, disapproving mother’s look that anyone would

recognise, in or out of the family. “They laugh with you, not at you. That’s a

precious gift.”

Eddy

sighed. “I’m sorry. I know.”

Mrs

Emin fetched them both a glass of coffee and they sat at the table for a few

minutes, companionably silent. The smell of it teased his nostrils, and the

warmth heated his lips. The flavour was nutty and sweet. Eddy could still hear

the snoring from the front room. Upstairs, he heard Talya laugh, and was glad

that she wasn’t angry with the children anymore. Here he was, almost imagining

himself one of the family! He was getting rather sadly sentimental.

“Will

Nuri come back?” he asked. His voice sounded younger than usual.

Nuri’s

mother shrugged. “Of course. He just needs a moment to himself. He takes things