Moving in a cold way, funny in a dry way. Re-read it today with the transition from young adult to just Adult weighing on me, whatever that means, if anything. Fans of Larry David might enjoy
‘He’s a nice little fellow. When I first met him, he barely spoke. I determined that he liked words but in isolation, as individuals. He didn’t like them gathered together. He seemed to feel they got dumber gathered together.”
“I was with you when we moved in, Dad. His mother brought over that awful fudge.”
“Can’t recall the fudge.”
“To welcome us to the neighborhood. It was just awful.”
“We’re talking about fudge?”’
