The Long Goodbye, No. 2
The Long Goodbye, No. 2 Act I The bus from the Lower Ninth Ward to St. Olga's Academy smelled of sweat and old tobacco and damp canvas. Clementine Thibodeaux sat near the back with a cloth bundle on her lap. The air conditioning had broken two stops ago. The woman across from her fanned herself with a church bulletin. The driver ran the route in silence, his hands on the wheel, his eyes on...
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