“Irwin Dressler said. “I didn’t have much to say.” We were in a sunken living room, long enough to have goal posts. The furniture was white, the carpets were white, the walls were white. The hundred and fifty or so small carved objects on the white lacquered shelves on the far side of the room were a brilliant green, except for a few that were lavender. The guys who had brought me were in the breakfast nook. Dressler had opened the door himself. He’d looked past me and regarded them with some af...fection. “Tuffy, Babe,” he said. “You missed dinner. Eat, eat.” Now I could hear utensils against plates and smell something that was almost certainly roast beef. “You know,” he said, crossing one plaid leg over another. He gave me a look that made me feel like he’d removed my skin, checked beneath it, and then put it back. “You have a reputation for being intelligent. Perhaps it’s undeserved.” He leaned back on his white sofa. What was I supposed to do? Contradict him?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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