Why, I thought sadly, as he returned with his topcoat over his arm, why hadn't my mother married someone like him-? Or Mr. Bracegirdle? somebody she actually had something in common with-older maybe but personable, someone who enjoyed galleries and string quartets and poking around used book stores, someone attentive, cultivated, kind? Who would have appreciated her, and bought her pretty clothes and taken her to Paris for her birthday, and given her the life she deserved? It wouldn't have been hard for her to find someone like that, if she'd tried.
( Donna Tartt )
[ The Goldfinch ]
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