What I say!

 What I say! 

“Do not hear what I am saying. Hear 

what I say I meant to say tomorrow.”

We come down to breakfast, stop to leave our room key with gate-toothed Tural.

     “What your president say yesterday,” he reports, “he not say today.”

     I wait.

     “He is Alice in Wonderland, Dumpty-Humpty.” Tural turns away to put the key in its slot. “Trumpty-Humpty,” he says as if it has just occurred to him. He turns back. Broad smile. The gap between his teeth seems to widen.

After breakfast, we take a short walk. We pick up our key. In the room, we sit on the ends of our beds.

     “What now?” Roz says.

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