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“It is unlikely that Percy would have written my mother after her return from Europe, and, had she written, the letter would have been destroyed, since that family had a crusading detestation of souvenirs. Letters, photographs, diplomas—anything that authenticated the past was always thrown into the fire.”

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The Stories of John Cheever (Pulitzer Prize Winner)

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John Cheever
John Cheever

John Cheever was an American novelist renowned for his short stories, which often focused on the lives and moral dilemmas of the middle class. His writing style was concise and profound, and he had a significant impact on 20th-century American literature. more

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“well," he said, trying to sound as though he found the whole thing a joke, "if you want to -- er -- what is it?" (He checked Percy's letter.) "Oh yeah -- 'sever ties' with me, I swear I won't get violent." "Give it back," said Ron, holding out his hand. He is --" Ron said jerkily, tearing Percy's letter in half, "the world's" -- he tore it into quarters -- "biggest" -- he tore it into eighths -- "git." He threw the pieces into the fire.”

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