“It’s a pretty name. My mother was thinking of it once for Loretta, but I picked the wrong time to say I thought it was beautiful, and they said: What the hell business is it of yours? and called her Loretta. Sometimes I think I will take the baby round there and say: Look, I’ve got a Susannah. Sometimes I think of going and I pretend that it would be laughter and people jumping up and crying: Look who’s here! and I’m afraid I might go. When I’m tired, which is all the time, chronic, like piles,... I go off on this road to nowhere like I used to when I was little and alone, and I’m afraid I might get round that corner one day and find it led to Butt Street. Marge took Emily, and Bob turned in his job and took care of Sammy while I was in the hospital. If they’d only let you stay there a month, it would be worth having a baby every year, for the rest. But they kick you out in a few days with some brisk, kindly words about getting plenty of the right food. Smile. Bob brought home a great piece of steak that evening.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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