Roll With It‘Can I take your umbrella, Daddy?’‘What happened to yours?’‘It’s wet.’‘That’s what umbrellas are for. Where are you going?’‘Out.’‘Yes, I guessed that. But where?’‘We don’t know yet.’‘And when will you be back?’‘About twelve.’‘Twelve? But you’ve got school tomorrow!’‘That’s why I’m coming home early, Daddy. Can you give me some money, please?’‘How much do you need?’‘Twenty euros should be enough.’‘Are you having dinner with the King?’‘No, just a roll.’‘In that case you don’t need twenty euros.’‘No, but I need money for the bus as well.’‘Private bus, is it?’‘Don’t be silly, Daddy.’‘Have a look in my wallet. I’m not sure I’ve got twenty euros.’‘Yes, you have. I looked earlier.’‘Alright, take twenty, then. But I want to see some change, OK?’‘OK. Can you do me a sandwich, please?’‘I thought you just said you were going to have a roll with your friends?’‘I am, but I’m hungry. Don’t worry, I’ll make it if you’re too busy. What are you doing?’‘Just writing a short story.’‘What about?’‘You.’‘Can I read it?’‘Later, darling. Come on, let’s make you that sandwich.’