I was helping Margaret clean up. “But they had no luck. ” She shuffled some papers. A Yankee rich-kid on a retro-trip across Asia, reading Air America or Neuromancer in a genuine reproduction
For some reason Susanne’s letters, with their bawdy in-jokes and cosy diminutives, made her mother more real to Anita than all her grandmother’s reminiscences put together. She wasn’t even a girl. “Look, it needn’t be that way. Both are gloved, so it’s not as intimate as it might be.
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