"He was sure that their life together had happened the way he said it had. But it was something that had passed. And that passing—though it had seemed impossible and he’d fought against it—would become part of him now, too, as surely as anything else he’d left behind."
From “Fever” by Raymond Carver.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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