“people do. But, Daddy, it’s not right. I didn’t know you even cared for Addie Moore. Or even knew her that well. You’re right. I didn’t. But that’s the main point of this being a good time. Getting to know somebody well at this age. And finding out you like her and discovering you’re not just all dried up after all. It just seems embarrassing. To whom? It’s not to me. But people know about you. Of course they do. And I don’t give a damn. Who told you? It must’ve been one of your tightass friends in town here. It was Linda Rogers. She would. Well, she thought I should know. And now you do.”
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Kent Haruf,
Our Souls at Night