. ” “Pick you up at 4:00? My parents would like to invite you to my house for dinner. CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock. “What are you doing?” “Nothing. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. But now you must be quiet; there's been too much excitement. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship.
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