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Publié par | Everest Media LLC |
Date de parution | 20 mars 2022 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781669355489 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 1 Mo |
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Insights on Adrienne Brodeur's Wild Game
Contents Insights from Chapter 1 Insights from Chapter 2 Insights from Chapter 3
Insights from Chapter 1
#1
Ben Souther, my mother’s friend, arrived with a dozen freshly killed squab. The Southers followed my parents’ lead and had a cocktail together.
#2
My mother, who was a chef, would prepare the dinner. She had been coming to this town on Cape Cod since she was a young girl. She had a major renovation done when she bought this house, and the kitchen had the best views.
#3
The kitchen was the center of the house, and it was here where Malabar performed her five-star General duties. She had little use for recipes, and she could create feasts whose aromas alone would entice ships full of men onto the rocks.
#4
I was surprised when my mother started pouring me wine, but she explained that if we lived in France, I would have had wine with dinner starting when I was eight. Everything was so damn funny that night.
#5
I was at a dinner party with my parents and their friends. I was extremely uncomfortable, and when I went upstairs, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened the night before with Ted. The rules of teenage sexual engagement were clear: there was no going back.
#6
I had changed a lot in my body over the past year. I used to have to chase boys to get their attention, but now all I had to do was hang on to our porch railing and arch away from it, push my toes into the soft sand, or lift my eyes, squinting as if into the sun.
#7
I was sleepwalking when my mother woke me up to tell me that Ben Souther had kissed her. I was confused, and didn’t understand what she was saying. I knew that people kissed people they weren’t supposed to, but why would Ben Souther kiss my mother.
#8
My mother fell in love with Ben Souther, and she decided to go to New York to meet him. She didn’t want to hurt Charles, so she decided to keep this a secret. I promised her that I would take this secret to my grave.
#9
I had a very special relationship with my mother. She had chosen me, and I was to protect her and watch out for her. I was her protector and sentinel, always on the lookout for what might give her away.
#10
I was with my mother, Malabar, and her husband, Charles, at Plimoth Plantation, a living-history museum he had founded. We were waiting for the rain god to do his thing so we wouldn’t have to sit on that hot, sandy beach.
#11
My mother made breakfast for Charles and the others. She had decided on homemade corn fritters, and she was bullying fresh egg whites into stiff peaks. She was no longer sick, but she was still frail.
#12
After breakfast, I went upstairs to document the monumental happenings of the previous twenty-four hours - my first orgasm and my mother's illicit kiss. I had long kept a journal, but until this morning, the contents hadn't been particularly engrossing.
#13
I understood that my mother had considered other options. She had been more child than husband since her strokes, and if I got her meaning, she was grateful to have me. I was lucky.
#14
I would spend hours collecting clams in the marsh, and when I returned to the boat, my mother and Ben would be snuggling together. They had decided to embark on an affair.
#15
When I was nine, my mother married Charles, and we moved from a modest apartment in Manhattan to a mansion in Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. I felt ill at ease in my new surroundings, and I missed my father and my friends in New York City.