Tuesday, December 9, 2014

the last book I ever read (John Kennedy Toole's A Confederacy of Dunces, excerpt six)

from A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole:

Mrs. Reilly looked out the front shutters. It was very dark now, which was good. The neighbors would not see too much if they took Ignatius away during the night. She ran into the bathroom and powdered her face and the front of her dress, drew a surrealistic version of a mouth beneath her nose, and dashed into her bedroom to find a coat. When she got to the front door, she stopped. She couldn’t say goodbye to Ignatius like this. He was her child.

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