I thought about after I finished my reading: All through the telling of the story, the writer took great pains to point out what was the way a properly brought up boy should behave. And how similar this was to my own upbringing in the care of my southern aunt and uncle. I recognize now though that though I’ve always known how to act, it has always concerned me that it does indeed sometimes feel like an act. Like I am an observer standing outside of myself and thinking of all the things I could have done instead.
Two Things . . .