there 's a lesson in there for us all . he pumps his fist against his forehead and turns away , sighing heavily , pacing the length of the small space . my father had been furious today - restrained , but furious . she could still admire the view . we sat at a small glass table set with food and drink that made my stomach growl , and i reached for a pastry , wondering how long it had been since id last eaten . they stepped out , washing in the pale glow of the street lamps . 