I'll See You In My Dreams: An Arthur Beauchamp Novel - Plot & Excerpts
One of Hubbell’s reminiscences had stirred a memory of my own, long buried, and I couldn’t stop playing with it. “Remember back during law school?” he’d said. “It was your birthday. I took the one that looked like Grace Kelly with tits.” My memory jogged, I saw myself as in an old, shadowy movie, a scrawny eighteen-year-old at a makeshift bar in a cathouse, drinking hard, terrified by the offerings of the several women for hire. “Couldn’t drag you out of there!” Hubbell’s raucous laughter as he raised his cognac in salute. I remembered a slender young Native woman, so gentle, so hungry for my feed of poetry … I got off the elevator at the Sweatshop floor, intending to pop in on Ophelia and hear about her visit with the medieval studies scholar Toby Schumacher – Schumie. He was well published and I’d read a few of his works: solid research, insightful, but marred by the prolix, unrhythmic prose typical of academic writing. Several women were in the waiting room, all there to see Ophelia.
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