Ayşe heard Arther.

“What’s wrong?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“I think I do want to know.”

“I had a ‘mare, an Eddie NightMair…. except a real authentic one. It was like being at the dentist as a boy, on gas, except they were pulling my tooth, not my…”

Ouch! However, despite being sympathetic, Ayşe had to contain a giggle; toilet humour; sometimes it shouldn’t be funny, but just is.

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