Mrs. Vaughn was further incensed to see that Eduardo had not yet cleaned up those revealing drawings. In addition, there was a totally illogical aspect to her hatred of the gardener: he had doubtless seen her terrible nakedness in the drawings. (How could he not have seen it?) And so she hated Eduardo Gomez in the manner that she hated Eddie O’Hare, who had also seen her so . . . exposed.
Feel like im watching eyes wide shut or somthing with how much sex dominates everything and what the book is trying to say about it
