And Never Let Her Go (1999)
“On Fridays, all the roads heading south are full of beach traffic. And all the restaurants that can, including Kid Shelleen’s and O’Friel’s Irish Pub, open their outdoor decks and patios. The big old city houses seem to trap the day’s heat. In the working-class neighborhoods, people in undershirts and halters emerge to sit on their front stoops or drag lawn chairs out in the yard or parking strip to find a spot of cool.
Homemade water-ice stands spring up in Little Italy. The mixture is not a snow cone. It’s less than sherbet, more than lemonade, and balm to parched throats. The vendor sloshes a dipper through a washtub full of a slush of shaved ice, lemon, sugar, and water, and then fills a waxed paper cup to overflowing.
The Trolley Square neighborhood lures yuppies to outdoor decks, where they sip Corona and watch the traffic go by. Every hour or so a train crosses the trestle bridge in front of Kid Shelleen’s patio, and conversation stops as the cars rumble past. This had been Ann...e Marie’s milieu in recent years, trendy, loud, and fun, but somehow full of the past, too.MoreLess
Homemade water-ice stands spring up in Little Italy. The mixture is not a snow cone. It’s less than sherbet, more than lemonade, and balm to parched throats. The vendor sloshes a dipper through a washtub full of a slush of shaved ice, lemon, sugar, and water, and then fills a waxed paper cup to overflowing.
The Trolley Square neighborhood lures yuppies to outdoor decks, where they sip Corona and watch the traffic go by. Every hour or so a train crosses the trestle bridge in front of Kid Shelleen’s patio, and conversation stops as the cars rumble past. This had been Ann...e Marie’s milieu in recent years, trendy, loud, and fun, but somehow full of the past, too.MoreLess
Write Review:
User Reviews: