( i made you )

( metaphysics is a restaurant with a thirty-thousand-page menu -- and no food. )

"A thaumaturge . . . Know what that is?"
"It's Greek," the boy answered without thinking. "Greek for worker of wonders."
"Hey, that's right . . . ." A whistle of breath from the darkness. "How'd you know that?"
Hari gritted his teeth. Stupid. Stupid goddamn amateur. "Maybe I read your fucking mind."