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Summary of Patricia Lockwood's Priestdaddy
Everest Media
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Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669356639
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
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#1 I was supposed to go to a Great Books college in the winter of 2001, but my father called me into his study two weeks before I was scheduled to depart for Annapolis. He explained that the money just wasn’t there. I didn’t ask any questions. I understood that there were ways around it.
#2 I visited my father’s guitar store, where he was a dealer. His collection was filled with gleaming guitars on stands, candy-apple red, spruce green, lake blue, and carapace black. He would soon acquire another guitar, more costly than all of them.
#3 I moved from the rectory of my father’s church in Cincinnati to the abandoned convent next door. The convent looked out on a petroleum plant, and just beyond that, the polluted, hellbender-colored Ohio River. I spent my time reading books online.
#4 I was in love with a man I had never met, and we would talk on the phone for hours. I was never afraid to sleep alone in that convent, but I would wake up to a seeming sunrise out the window.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I was supposed to go to a Great Books college in the winter of 2001, but my father called me into his study two weeks before I was scheduled to depart for Annapolis. He explained that the money just wasn’t there. I didn’t ask any questions. I understood that there were ways around it.
#2 I visited my father’s guitar store, where he was a dealer. His collection was filled with gleaming guitars on stands, candy-apple red, spruce green, lake blue, and carapace black. He would soon acquire another guitar, more costly than all of them.
#3 I moved from the rectory of my father’s church in Cincinnati to the abandoned convent next door. The convent looked out on a petroleum plant, and just beyond that, the polluted, hellbender-colored Ohio River. I spent my time reading books online.
#4 I was in love with a man I had never met, and we would talk on the phone for hours. I was never afraid to sleep alone in that convent, but I would wake up to a seeming sunrise out the window.
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