The Republic Of Imagination: America In Three Books - Plot & Excerpts
is not a good subtitle for your book. ‘Children’ would be better, but not much. Find something easier on the ear,” Farah said with finality. “And now, tell me all about it.” Farah was my best friend from childhood. She always wanted to know what I was up to, and she wouldn’t stop needling me about my book. “Tell me all about it,” she would say, “from start to finish.” I told her it was impossible, that I seldom if ever showed my writing to anyone other than my editor. And besides, how could I tell her all about a book I had not yet written? She’d just have to wait. “I can’t afford to wait,” she said with a smile. “I might not be around to read it.” I couldn’t offer the usual platitudes—“Of course you’ll be around. You have beaten the cancer so far; you will beat it this time, too.” Because we both knew this time was different. She kept smiling, with no trace of self-pity or pain, just pure mischief—she had me where she wanted me.
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