"Maureen McHugh - The Beast" - читать интересную книгу автора (McHugh Maureen F)

35, younger because he liked to be outside, to play softball on
Saturday and to take my mother and me camping on vacation.
He stood rocked back on his heels with his coat thrown over
his shoulders and his hands in his pockets. I thought of bacon
and eggs, toast with peach jam out of the jar. I was so hungry.

The space under the bleachers was secret and dark. There