I had come out of a family where nobody asked anything twice.

He asked me about my classes and then, eleven days later on the phone, asked me how the thing with the professor had resolved, and I remember standing in my dorm hallway thinking: he remembered.

We married when I was twenty-two, which everybody said was too young and which I would tell you, even now, was not the mistake.

The first apartment was above a dry cleaner on Whitmore and it was eleven hundred a month and we could not afford a table.

We ate on the floor for four months.