Sweet Death: A Novel
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten.
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Their fingers brought to the measurement of a pinch of sugar that confident
precision born of long experience. As they whispered confectionary advice to
each other, their lips trembled with the anticipated pleasure of a universally
The indispensable cigarette, a basic accessory in every discussion, slowly burns
down between their fingers. They never notice, too busy beating their audience
— preferably a feminine one — over the head with the latest linguistic theories ...
My fingers went exploring there, playfully. His hand was a bit moist. Unless it was
my hand. Our combined moistness. Like our breaths. Never since that moment
have I known such a sweetness, such a peaceful intimacy. He noticed the barley
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