Friends of My Youth by Alice Munro
People You Once Knew “I sit at the bottom of sleep, As on the floor of the sea. And fanciful Citizens of the Deep Are graciously greeting me.” (68) I always find short stories to be somewhat depressing. They are short bursts of reality. A melancholic photograph of a life. Despite the sadness that is [...]
Posted on April 7th, 2007 by Mary Clare
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