It was very bad. One midnight I went out and dropped four hundred fifty-two love letters down a storm drain.”
He laughed, “Four hundred fifty-two!”
“It was a long engagement. A policeman saw me and came over to ask me what I was doing. I told him I was throwing away four hundred fifty-two love letters and one cheap ring. He said, ‘Well, I sure hope that works out for you.’” They laughed. “I’m all right,” she said. “It was horrible enough to be funny, I suppose. Now that it’s over.”
“Yes, there’s always that to look forward to.
He laughed, “Four hundred fifty-two!”
“It was a long engagement. A policeman saw me and came over to ask me what I was doing. I told him I was throwing away four hundred fifty-two love letters and one cheap ring. He said, ‘Well, I sure hope that works out for you.’” They laughed. “I’m all right,” she said. “It was horrible enough to be funny, I suppose. Now that it’s over.”
“Yes, there’s always that to look forward to.
— Marilynne Robinson, Home (via meaghano) (via quote-book)