Sublime

Flannery

“I thought you had a missing parent to find.” “Maybe Flor can give me a hundred and thirty thousand dollars, and then I won’t have to.” “You’ve got a lot to learn about rich people,” Colleen said. “Flor won’t even share her dental floss.”

It was the summer of 1929 when Tom first discussed with Perkins his relationship with a married woman, the celebrated scenic designer for the Neighborhood Playhouse, Aline Bernstein.

“I’ll get you one. My treat.” Easy to feel magnanimous, another round on 223.

“You should rescue her before the knitting club recruits her. They’re the Sunshine Falls equivalent of the Mafia.”

His mother called her down to earth and liked her, thought she was good people, you could tell—she made this evident in little ways.

briary

The modesty of the demand shook me. He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths—so that he could “come over” some afternoon to a stranger’s garden.