Franny suddently put out her cigarette in the tiny ashtray--with some awkwardness, not having her second hand free to brace the ashtray. "You know what else he said to me?" she said. "You know what he swore up and down to me? He told me last night he once had a glass of ginger ale with Jesus in the kitchen when he was eight years old. Are you listening?"
"I'm listening, I'm listening...sweetheart."
"He said he was--this is exactly what he said--he said he was sitting at the table in the kitchen, all by himself, drinking a glass of ginger ale and eating saltines and reading "Dombey and Son," and all of a sudden Jesus sat down in the other chair and asked if he could have a small glass of ginger ale. A small glass, mind you--that's exactly what he said."
J.D. Salinger, from Zooey, 1957
3 maids a-milking:
now i rather wish i were reading a book.
one swears from side to side so seldom.
I see Dombey in your future.
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