We repeated the words ‘down the road, not across the street’ when discussing the use of knives. […] To cut horizontally was to commit the gravest possible sin for a young woman: to do something for attention.
Claypole, the buxom novelist,...[his] bubbling utterances....
The truth is none of them have heard anything to the contrary, all of them (his wife included, most likely, although Sally would never say so) think his job sounds duller than donkeyshit, and only Maddy has the vaguest idea of what it is he does.
I knew that the imagery held all I could possibly hold and want to say, and I marveled at the un[-]understandableness of it.
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