“As I grow older,” he told the young man, “I forget things. Like why I ever got married.”
“Me,” the young man reminded him.
David Galef is just another form of the author.
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by David Galef
by David Galef
“As I grow older,” he told the young man, “I forget things. Like why I ever got married.”
“Me,” the young man reminded him.
David Galef is just another form of the author.