
James Salter Reads Reynolds Price
The New Yorker: Fiction
James Salter's Story Last Night
No version is really right. I suppose there are just so many undercurrents of malevolence in the story and you feel they have to come from somewhere or else why did this supposedly charming, cheerful 12-year-old who perhaps took himself a little too seriously, but everybody loved. And it doesn't matter what he meant. Well, thank you, Jim. It was been a pleasure. Thank you.
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