[Jules] slides into a seat beside me with her hot lunch tray, sighing. โFour hours, thirty-six minutes, and twelve seconds till weโre out of purgatory for the weekend.โ โMaybe later,โ I murmur, still distracted by the dayโs previous events. โSo, let me show you how a conversation works. I say something, and then you say something back that actually relates to what I was talking about, as if you were even the least bit interested.โ โHuh?โ I say.
Jodi Picoult