George Saunders

Pastoralia

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  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    Well, who was perfect? He wasn’t perfect and she wasn’t perfect but they obviously had some sort of special chemistry, based on what had happened at the Driving School, and anyway, what the heck, he wasn’t proposing, he was just considering possibly trying to get to know her somewhat better.
  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    Mickey, a word,” Ma called out from the door, but he only waved to her over his shoulder.

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  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    As he looked at Sylvia standing in that bright sunlit meadow in the picture, her head thrown back, joyfully laughing, her crow’s-feet so very pronounced, a spontaneous image had sprung into his mind of her coming wide-hipped toward him while holding a baby, and suddenly he’d been deeply disappointed in himself for doing it with someone so unusuallooking, and to
  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    Next morning Ma wanted an omelet. When he said he was running late she said never mind in a tone that made it clear she was going to accidentally/on purpose burn herself again while ostensibly making her own omelet. So he made the omelet. When he asked was it good, she said it was fine, which meant it was bad and he had to make pancakes. So he made pancakes. Then he kissed her cheek and flew out the door, very very late for Driving School.
  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    sometimes he worried that Ma would wake up and catch him watching the black girl in the silver bikini riding her horse through that tidal pool in slow motion on 1–900-DREMGAL.
  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    plus Ma would call 911 at the first hint of a sexy moan.
  • Malegallegoschas quoted3 years ago
    He ogled old women and pregnant women and women whose photographs were passing on the sides of buses
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