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Next of Kin - Joseph Schreiber
1994 American hardcover first edition, first impression, Putnam, New York A fine book in fine unclipped dustwrapper No previous owner names, inscriptions or stamps etc Tightly bound and square, clean contents and cloth The jacket is clean and bright The authors first book For Sale at £9 (approx $15) *DF6 - free delivery worldwide ! |
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They had come to expect Uncle Titus' phone calls at odd hours. Like a distant radio station, he seemed the most communicative on the outer fringes of daylight, late at night or early in the morning. His very last phone call came on the brisk Tuesday morning of October 12, while the Danzigs were still eating breakfast. From where he sat spooning up a bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats, fourteen-year-old Nicholas Danzig could see his mother, Shelley, reach for the receiver and tuck it underneath her chin. She was alert and agile for this hour of the morning, Nicholas thought, and always pretty in a way that emerged freshly each time she encountered a new voice or face, even over the phone. "Hello?" she said. Nicholas took a spoonful of Cereal and watched his mother's face brighten with recognition. She smiled and tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, good morning to you." She listened, nodding, then glanced at his dad, who was sitting at the kitchen table reading the morning Detroit Free Press. "Honey, it's Uncle Titus. You want to say hello?" "Titus?" lan Danzig raised his eyebrows. "Sure." As he started to stand up he bumped his knee hard against the table. Coffee from his chipped Good Time Dad mug tipped and sloshed. Nicholas, his own eyes still a little swimmy with sleep, watched with waking interest as the |
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