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Here in the kitchen at 3.55 a.m., in a single pool of light, as though
on a stage, is Theo, eighteen years old, reclining on a tilted-back
chair, his legs in tight black jeans, his feet in boots of soft black
leather crossed on the edge of the table. He's drinking from a large
tumbler of water. In the other hand he holds the folded-back music
magazine he's reading. A studded leather jacket lies in a heap on
the floor. Propped against a cupboard is his guitar in its case.
Ian McEwan, Saturday, © Ian McEwan 2005. Reproduced
by permission of the Ian McEwan c/o Rogers, Coleridge & White
Ltd., 20 Powis Mews, London W11 1 JN