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“
You
sound
like
the
ultimate
consumer
.
”
“
I
am
.
”
He
smiles
,
but
the
smile
doesn
’
t
touch
his
eyes
.
Again
,
this
is
at
odds
with
someone
who
wants
to
feed
the
world
,
so
I
can
’
t
help
thinking
that
we
’
re
talking
about
something
else
,
but
I
’
m
mystified
as
to
what
it
is
.
I
swallow
hard
.
The
temperature
in
the
room
is
rising
,
or
maybe
it
’
s
just
me
.
I
just
want
this
interview
to
be
over
.
Surely
Kate
has
enough
material
now
.
I
glance
at
the
next
question
.
“
You
were
adopted
.
How
much
do
you
think
that
’
s
shaped
the
way
you
are
?
”
Oh
,
this
is
personal
.
I
stare
at
him
,
hoping
he
’
s
not
offended
.
His
brow
furrows
.
“
I
have
no
way
of
knowing
.
”
My
interest
is
piqued
.
“
How
old
were
you
when
you
were
adopted
?
”
“
That
’
s
a
matter
of
public
record
,
Miss
Steele
.
”
His
tone
is
stern
.
Crap
.
Yes
,
of
course
—
if
I
’
d
known
I
was
doing
this
interview
,
I
would
have
done
some
research
.
Flustered
,
I
move
on
quickly
.
“
You
’
ve
had
to
sacrifice
family
life
for
your
work
.
”
“
That
’
s
not
a
question
.
”
He
’
s
terse
.
“
Sorry
.
”
I
squirm
;
he
’
s
made
me
feel
like
an
errant
child
.
I
try
again
.
“
Have
you
had
to
sacrifice
family
life
for
your
work
?
”
