chapter  8
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The dream raises a question. ‘Why have I invited guests to dinner and yet have not bought anything and have nothing to give them to drink or eat?’

I don’t like to shop or prepare things for guests. At home usually I have nothing in the fridge. Yesterday Edward came home at ten o’clock in the evening and I couldn’t offer him anything to eat. I was ashamed. But I hadn’t thought that he might be hungry.