For Her I Eat Aubergines When loved ones die, you have to live on their behalf. See things through their eyes. Remember how they used to say things, and use those words oneself. Be thankful that you can do things that they cannot, and also feel the sadness of it. This is how I live without Pelagia's mother. I have no interest in flowers, but for her I will look at a rock-rose or a lily. For her I eat aubergines because she loved them. From Captain Correlli’s Mandolin. Sandra’s favourite book by Louis de Berniers