Love

It's 4:55. I'm sitting down and all I'm doing is watching TV, but she asks, "Where are you going?"
"Fajã," I reply.
"What time?"
"Pretty soon."
"Later? What hour?" She points to the 7 on the wall clock. "This hour?"
I shake my head no.
She points to the 6. "This hour?"
I point to the 5. "This hour."
"Oh," she says, and walks away.

Friendship

On the wall at Félix's house, sewn into a cloth, protected behind glass in a picture frame, verbatim:

FRIEND

BE A FRIEND IS

THE MOST IMPORT

-ANT THING

IN THE WORLD