The Farewell Symphony
“"I'm not going to give you a lease because I—" she seemed to be smiling behind her smoked glasses—"I might not like you." I virtually kissed her hand as we left. At that moment I was ready to buff her nails every night and with my own feet pump the iron lung she must sleep in. I convinced myself we had tons in common and would be best friends. A week later I never gave her another thought.
Tom and Tom invited us to a cocktail party a week after we moved in. Fifteen men in coats and ties sat... around in a sitting room with hunting prints on the chocolate-brown walls and ate hot prunes wrapped in bacon and drank Beefeater martinis while listening to a cast album of Matne. Daniella was the only woman there. She was wearing a silk robe her father had brought back from China in the 1930s and all her white-haired, cap-toothed boys were oohing and aahing over the craftsmanship, the beadwork, the cut! Tom L. drew me aside and said, nodding toward Kevin, "You really robbed the cradle this time.MoreLess
Tom and Tom invited us to a cocktail party a week after we moved in. Fifteen men in coats and ties sat... around in a sitting room with hunting prints on the chocolate-brown walls and ate hot prunes wrapped in bacon and drank Beefeater martinis while listening to a cast album of Matne. Daniella was the only woman there. She was wearing a silk robe her father had brought back from China in the 1930s and all her white-haired, cap-toothed boys were oohing and aahing over the craftsmanship, the beadwork, the cut! Tom L. drew me aside and said, nodding toward Kevin, "You really robbed the cradle this time.MoreLess
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