Author: Dorothea Benton Frank
Quotes of Author: Dorothea Benton Frank
Suzanne said. "And then she goes in the kitchen and makes herself a martini in an iced-tea glass and she thinks I don't know. She eats the olives on the side. By the handful." "Whenever you see her eating olives," Carrie said, "you can be about one hundred percent positive that there's gin in her glass." "What happens when the gin runs low?" I asked. "And the vermouth and olives?" "Well, I go to the liquor store, of course!" Suzanne said. "We just don't discuss it." "No! Of course not!" I said. Weren't they merely doing their part to live up to our hard-earned reputation as eccentric southerners? And of course, the more wine we consumed, the more we revealed about ourselves. Going through Kathryn's clothes, papers, and books had once again been profoundly unnerving. We were all just wrung out. "You know what was really strange?" Carrie said. "What?" Suzanne said. "Seeing what she read," Carrie said. "I'd bet you a tooth that I've read all the same fiction authors that she did. Ann Patchett, Anne Tyler, Anne Rivers Siddons, Anna Quindlen-all the Anns. But we never talked about books. Not even once." "Well, she played her cards close," Suzanne said. "But she read lots of people. She always had a book with her." "Didn't book-quote
