Poem

 1 1|     with this insane idea?" he asked.~    I was irritated by
 2 2|       Where are you going?" he asked.~    "I was just going out
 3 2| leading.~    "The fair sex?" I asked.~    "The sair fex! Girls!"
 4 3|        and Mira in class. They asked if I had been ill but I
 5 3|      your father, Arthur?" she asked.~    "What a question!"
 6 3|       I countered.~    "I only asked because whenever he comes
 7 3| leaving the conservatory?" she asked.~    "He understands," I
 8 4|      you going to do then?" he asked.~    "I am going to get
 9 4|         Are you cold, Mira?" I asked.~    "A bit," she replied.~    "
10 4|      Are you tired?" my father asked.~    "Yes, I am," I responded,
11 5|       Why are you crying?" she asked anxiously.~    She stood
12 5|  should he be any better?" she asked.~    I smiled.~    "What
13 5|       are you smiling at?" she asked. "You’re an intelligent
14 6|         Is he on the phone?" I asked.~    "No, he’s at the door,"
15 6|        at the conservatory?" I asked.~    "Nothing much. Have
16 6|        s father is in town?" I asked.~    He did not answer immediately.
17 6|           You’re studying?" he asked.~    "A little bit," I replied.~    "
18 6|              The dean’s office asked him to come," said Burhan.~    "
19 7|     went up to the doorman and asked him to call Mira. He nodded
20 7|      were walking, he suddenly asked me:~    "Whose son are you?"~    
21 7|     What’s happening, Mira?" I asked, feigning ignorance.~    
22 7|        on the notice board?" I asked.~    Mira looked at me in
23 8|      have invited him over?" I asked without blinking. "I couldn’