March 9. 11.52pm. “Button, I know it’s late. Are you asleep?”
“Not yet. I am waiting up for you.”
March 10. “Button, two news clips—one, a cartoon strip which also happens to be one of my favourite cartoons called Hagar the Horrible…
and one more news item grabbed my attention this morning because it reminded me of you and your friend Fluffy.”
March 8. “Button, you have not wished any of the ladies in this house.”
“Obviously I am not aware of something!”
March 7. “Button, today’s Sunday: I want you to decide on the lunch menu.”
“That’s not a problem. I’ll stick to simple food because that is what all of us like.”
March 5. A little after noon. “Button, it’s time you took a bath and got ready to welcome your guests.
And here’s the crimson scarf I promised to lend you.”
March 3. “Button, were you just pissing out of the window?”
“No, no— is that how you think of me? Would I do something like that?”
March 2. I was in the study at 7 to lay out the yoga mats and gave Button a tight hug.
When I went back later to the study, he came to me with a sad face and declared—