Thursday, February 13, 2025

the last book I ever read (James: A Novel by Percival Everett, excerpt eleven)

from James: A Novel by Percival Everett:

I found a couple of thick, forked sticks and started digging into the beach. The night was so dark I could barely see the hole we were making. Norman dug with an energy that I didn’t have. He dug like he wanted the job done. We stood back to back and tore into the ground like we hated it.



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