of course it belonged to my father . i nodded and slid down to the floor . the subject was male , mid forties , medium height , slightly overweight . all of those reasons were good ones except for the fact that she could n't lie . `` you should have worried about that before you let him f**k you a second time . '' the drawing showed her waiting in the airport terminal on the day of her arrival beside himself , one of the few self-portraits he had drawn . i didnt feel much like smiling either . 