A collection of short stories from my favorite author. Loved the various unique scenarios. Especially the story 'Men Without Women'.
Some beautiful lines -
I wish there was a machine there was a machine that could accurately measure sadness , and display it in numbers that you could record. -- pg 219.
In the end,she died. The phone call in the middle of the night made that clear. ..When she died I lost my fourteen - year old self.Like a baseball player's number that is permanently retired, the fourteen -year-old inside me left for good. .. was not locked away in a thick safe,intricately locked, buried on the bottom of the sea. - pg 219.
"Its quite easy to become Men without Women. You love a woman deeply,and then she goes off somewhere
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