Sunday, November 20, 2022

the last book I ever read (Liberation Day: Stories by George Saunders, excerpt seven)

from Liberation Day: Stories by George Saunders:

Once she’d dreamed he’d started smoking. In the dream, he’d been smoking a cigar. At Cub Scouts. Sort of flaunting it. He had a man’s voice and, in that voice, asked Mr. Belden if there was such a thing as a Smoking Merit Badge. Next morning, in real life, he’d busted her sniffing his clothes and started bawling the way he did when he was totally telling the truth but not being heard.

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