As the weeks passed, New Yorkers, in their grief, were famously kinder to one another—not that I thought they’d ever been unkind; I’ve never agreed with that view. But among a complex stew of reactions, there was a perceptible tenderness, in both senses of the word. I felt myself behaving more indulgently toward strangers, and even toward people who sometimes irritated me. I treated them the way Martha and I had always treated each other.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 19:20:01 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015