Flute Dream

And when I told her I was hungry, she raised the lid of her basket and got out a piece of bread. I took a bite of it, continuing to walk rapidly, and she said: “You mustn’t run while you’re eating. One thing after the other.” And so we sat down in the grass and I ate my bread, and she clasped her brown hands around her knees and looked at me.

-“Flute Dream,” Strange News from Another Star, Hermann Hesse

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