Bessie Glass has just left the bathroom where she’d been talking to her son Zooey, who is still in the bathtub, on the other side of the shower curtain. So many wonderful bits of phrasing in this passage:
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (1961).
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Wednesday, November 27, 2019
Sailing out of Walden Pond
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