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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She refuses the magic kiss that would mean release from that shape of hers. The
Student may transform everything he touches. But he won't touch her. I've eaten
nothing but honey for three days now. I'm trying out all sorts of different kinds.
Manuka honey, from across the great oceans, with the scent of Australian
wildflowers. A marvelous discovery in a health- food store. In one corner of the
label, the manuka flower, shy and velvety like an edelweiss in a cleft of rock.
I dream about an elevator. What a mistake, choosing to live in a garret! Too late to
move out now. Despite my fatigue, I dragged myself to the crepe restaurant on
Rue Gregoire de Tour. I didn't keep track of all the crepes spread with honey and
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