murakami, haruki - Norwegian wood

Watanabe."
"Glad to meet you," I said. Midori's father opened his lips halfway,
then closed them again.
Midori gestured towards a plastic stool near the foot of the bed and
suggested I sit down. I did as I was told. Midori gave her father a
drink of water and asked if he'd like a piece of fruit or some jellied
fruit dessert. he said, and when Midori insisted that he had to
eat something, he said