Standing beside Posner, though, it's good to hear that voice again. Clear and perfectly one tune, and gentle.

Dakin thinks, When we're at Oxford, I hope I still get to hear him sing.

Hector would hate the way Felix says, "Liter-a-chur." He would probably hate the slideshow, and the cliches Felix employs to memorialize him, as if he were ordinary.

And then...then it's time to say goodbye, go home, prepare for university and let what possibilities occur play their course.