“Where's the other undershirt, the bigger one?”
What other undershirt, dad?
“Over there.”
I don't see any undershirts there.
“There should be one.”
What?
“Son”, a little frustrated now, “right now, in my hand, the other one like it.”
Show me your hand, dad.
“What?”
Show me your hand.
(He does.)
Now look at it. Do you see anything in your hand?
“What I mean to say is...”, looking at his empty hand, then using it to gesture towards the chair between the bed and closet, “That.”
That? The chair?
“Yes.”
What about it?
“The other one. Where is it?”
You mean the ones out on the terrace?
“Yes.”
What about them?
“It's different.”
What does the chair have to do with undershirts?
“It was there! Do you understand what I'm saying?”
No, dad, I really don't.
“Let me show you.”
Show me what? Where?
“Over there.”
Over where? The terrace?
“Yes.”
Okay.