“It had been a year now since, in breaking things off, I had declined the choice made for me by my mother before her death; as she had been doing every two months, however, Michèle had called, and we were supposed to see each other that Wednesday, December 17.”
“When my eyes crack open at the sign of the first matutinal light, catholic is standing above me in high heels, wearing navy slacks and a red blouse.”
