Less Is Lost (Arthur Less #2)

by Andrew Sean Greer

Less adds, shrugging: “I guess he’s not an avid reader of obituaries.” They both break into wild laughter. It has been a long and painful day. She is weeping with mirth now, and the Handkerchief comes out again, and the OK Chorale seems to sing off-key in his head, and he cannot help joining her, for a moment, in reckless abandonment of grief.