Bluebottle
“And there was something comforting about hearing again (and again and again) the mantras with which I'd grown up.
Why is it you have to do everything the hard way, Lewis?
Stubborn as your father was, I swear. Won't ever be half the man he was, though.
Like we always told you, not that you were ever one to listen: Get your education first. Just look at you—don't even have your own place to live.
Mother was someone who never allowed herself anger, never expressed her bottomless di...sappointment with life. You asked her, everything was alwaysfine. So the pain and despair had to squeeze its way out, and it did: everywhere.
It was a long time before I admitted to myself how much I was like her.
We broke the news about my not having an apartment gendy (You take the bedroom, we'll sleep out here, perfecdy good couch that makes into a bed) and had her installed with the door shut before she had time to object eidier that she couldn't put us out or that she wasn't about to sleep away this good day the Lord gave us.MoreLess
Why is it you have to do everything the hard way, Lewis?
Stubborn as your father was, I swear. Won't ever be half the man he was, though.
Like we always told you, not that you were ever one to listen: Get your education first. Just look at you—don't even have your own place to live.
Mother was someone who never allowed herself anger, never expressed her bottomless di...sappointment with life. You asked her, everything was alwaysfine. So the pain and despair had to squeeze its way out, and it did: everywhere.
It was a long time before I admitted to myself how much I was like her.
We broke the news about my not having an apartment gendy (You take the bedroom, we'll sleep out here, perfecdy good couch that makes into a bed) and had her installed with the door shut before she had time to object eidier that she couldn't put us out or that she wasn't about to sleep away this good day the Lord gave us.MoreLess
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