Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Sentence I Wished I Wrote, Part II

You came looking for me, didn't you?
Yes, she said, I only then did she know.
I'm glad you didn't lie. I don't like liars. He put his finger under her chin.
What's your name?
She tore her head away.
My name is Hypatia Belicia Cabral.

No, he said with the gravity of an old-school pimp. Your name is Beautiful.

-From the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel by Junot Diaz, "The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao".

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