Saturday, February 15, 2025

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

from James: A Novel by Percival Everett:

“To fight in a war,” he said. “Can you imagine?”

“Would that mean facing death every day and doing what other people tell you to do?” I asked.

“I reckon.”

“Yes, Huck, I can imagine.”



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