The Leavers, p. 27: Angel

This novel is finally starting to pick up the pace.

  • Daniel had known her since they were kids, but their long, insomniac phone calls had only started last spring, and for most of last year she had been his greatest consolation. Her sincerity was contagious, and he liked hearing about her friends and crushes, her plans for the summer, the classes she liked and the ones she didn’t, how living in the Midwest was calmer and quieter than Manhattan — sometimes the silence still spooked her — but God she would kill for a decent slice of pizza, a lamb shawarma in a pita.

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