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Rachel Kushner Reads Edna O’Brien

The New Yorker: Fiction

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Missus Rogers and the O'Tooles Slept in the Bedroom

O'toole sneered as he picked up the bottle of cream, which they'd forgotten to use with the jelly. Missus rogers said that it was high time everyone went to bed. The guests would spend the night in the house because it was too late for them to go home. Mary suddenly felt alert and frightened, because o'toole could be heard yelling and singing out on the land ing. She knew now because she breathed closely unde the palm of her hand and smelled her own breath. Brogan kissed the four girls and saw them across the landing to the bedroom. They had forgotten all about the furniture being pitched in there. Wearily, they began to unload

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