The Key to the Kingdom
A small treasure come to light.
‘One time, on his twenty-first birthday, one of my three adopted sons, who was about to leave for the Peace Corps in the Amazon Rain Forest, said to me, “You know–you’ve never hugged me.” So I hugged him. We hugged each other. It was like rolling around on a rug with a Great Dane we used to have.’
Some fates you hope to be spared …
Peter Carey can write. This may be his best book