Friday, February 17, 2012

the last book I ever read (And So It Goes, excerpt three)



from And So It Goes: Kurt Vonnegut: A Life by Charles J. Shields:

Now and then, Mary Lou returned home from college for a visit and to help with the store. She was persnickety about her rented-out bedroom and didn't like seeing the wastebasket stuffed with wadded sheets of Mr. Vonnegut's typing paper. Each time it happened, she burned them in her mother's incinerator. Years later, she regretted doing that.

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