the last book I ever read (Anthony Marra's A Constellation of Vital Phenomena, excerpt eleven)

from A Constellation of Vital Phenomena by Anthony Marra:

“I think you’ll be disappointed.”

“I almost always am.”

“He’s a clown.”

“A clown?”

“A clown who sells hamburgers.”

“Does he cook the hamburgers?”

“Does it matter?”

“I may be an idiot,” he said gravely, “but I would never eat a hamburger cooked by a clown. Anyway, you were telling me about your sister. When she returned from Italy.”