The namesake
Record details
- ISBN: 9781440554582 (electronic bk.)
- ISBN: 1440554587 (electronic bk.)
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Physical Description:
electronic resource
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1 online resource. - Publisher: Blue Ash, Ohio : Merit Press, c2012.
Content descriptions
General Note: | A novel. |
Formatted Contents Note: | Mister Pettafordi's office is examining room bright -- Sebastian's is an okay place -- There was this kid who killed himself freshman year -- At Gran's kitchen table, I catch the scent of freesia soap and old cooking oil -- Yesterday was January 19th -- I was an alter boy in middle school -- It's amazing how many people turn out for your birthday, after you're dead -- After mass, we meet at Alberti's for brunch -- Balloons thumbs rhythmically against the nameplate of Dad's upstairs neighbor -- There was no way I'm going home to face Mom -- It's father/son day -- It's time to open the trunk -- Guess it was just one of God's little HA HAs -- Father Brendan was a caterpillar on a mushroom, blowing bubbles through a giant key -- Suddenly, I'm in Wonderland -- "What's that tune you're humming?" -- "So, what do you think it means, Ev?" -- "Well, Evan. This is a surprise. What brings you here?" -- "We can't go through with this." -- I needed a journal break, since it's gone all sexually ambiguous -- The herbal tea arced from his nose in an impressive trajectory -- Easier said than done -- They say, "When the student is ready, the teacher appears" -- There was something unsettling about seeing Judas with my father's ears -- "How's the wrangling this year, Lex?" -- "Well, we weren't Waltons close, but sure, we talked" -- Duct tape: man's most durable creation -- Last time I felt this bad in the backseat of a car, I was nine -- "I told the girl no onions. Do you people need written instructions?" -- It's ringing -- "Tell me about the baby" -- Guess I could've skipped the berries -- It reminds me of a sports venue-or a casino -- "He wouldn't want you here, Evan" -- "More pie?" -- At first, I think it's flour on his hands -- It's 3:55 Friday afternoon, and I've officially overpacked -- It feels like we should be blindfolded -- Can't believe I got the bottom bunk -- Bigfoot has left the building -- I will not blink first -- They must have a written procedure -- It should've just said SECRETS -- "Please retrieve all carry-on baggage as we touch down to relative normalcy" -- It's like wading through ink, chilled ink -- "Please pass the casserole". |
Source of Description Note: | Description based on print version record. |
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