Tuesday, February 09, 2010

tinker, tailor.

And young Guillam needs a holiday, thought Mendel. He'd seen that happen before, too: the tough ones who crack at forty. They lock it away, pretend it isn't there, lean on grown-ups who turn out not to be so grown up after all; then one day it's all over them, and their heroes come tumbling down and they're sitting at their desks with the tears pouring onto the blotter.