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She turned the next several pages and found a black-ink drawing on a slip of typing paper, a nude woman holding a round fruit to her mouth. Jess plucked it out and read the collector's tiny caption: Do I dare to eat a peach?Will you? George asked, closing the book and placing it atop the cabinet.Maybe, Jess said lightly. Do you have any?No peaches.Oh, well. I can't ruin this dress, anyway.Words he took as permission to look openly at her. The fabric of her dress, gray and wrinkled at first glance, was really silver. No one else would wear fabric like that, rustling with every breath.

Allegra Goodman

She turned the next several pages and found a black-ink drawing on a slip of typing paper, a nude woman holding a round fruit to her mouth. Jess plucked it out and read the collector's tiny caption: Do I dare to eat a peach?Will you? George asked, closing the book and placing it atop the cabinet.Maybe, Jess said lightly. Do you have any?No peaches.Oh, well. I can't ruin this dress, anyway.Words he took as permission to look openly at her. The fabric of her dress, gray and wrinkled at first glance, was really silver. No one else would wear fabric like that, rustling with every breath.

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About Allegra Goodman

Allegra Goodman (born 1967) is an American writer based in Cambridge, Massachusetts.