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Behind the Book by Adrienne Sharp

My mother was the gorgeous daughter of two gorgeous, careless people who did not want to live ordinary lives. I have three pictures of my grandfather. In one, he has his arm slung over my grandmother’s shoulder—she looks like a flapper, with marcel waves in her hair and bows on her shoes, and he looks like a somewhat sleazy man of the world, of some world, anyway.


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