August 14, 2014 Part Five: The Mouse The wheels of a wagon ground and groaned in the icy street, and then came the hard ringing rattle of milk-bottles clinking together in their steel basket and the sound of the milkman going up the walk—grutch, gruntch, grutch, gruntch along the solid snow. All Excerpts From The Lost Weekend Charles Jackson & Blake Bailey Category: Fiction & Literature 5 Ratings
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