she said she had been trying to get her stuff but she could n't get into the flat . after all , i was inside his father 's office . it smelled like oil and paper . there was a small delay , followed by : perhaps . it was so good to have friends and time heals all wounds , does n't it ? instead , he 'd stood there as if nailed to the floor . you 're talking about your own uncles . thats just what everyone calls those kinds of magazines , rag mags . 