since we left Brewster

 

I had to go back and slightly revise the post on this blog for Tuesday, August 5th, 2025, titled "how about a nice cup of coffee" - I realized the way I described it there, it might have sounded like Ann's father was threatening to strangle her - he wasn't really going to strangle anybody, it's just an expression of a protective father played for laughs - he says it to her boyfriend Donald Hollinger, not to her.

        So if it sounded like it was turning into a horror movie instead of a situation-comedy, you can look at it now as it's clarified....

After Mr. Marie says he won't show Donald's manuscript to the publisher he knows (Mr. T. L. Harrison) Ann and Don leave - she's in a huff; he's trying to be diplomatic - he says he doesn't want to cause a family quarrel....

        Back in Ann's apartment, as they enter, Ann is reading the manuscript and Don says,

"I don't know, I don't think we should have left that way.  I mean, a man does have a right not to like a book.  Now, I'll admit he was a little violent about it, but he's entitled to his opinion."

She's reading, not looking up, and just saying "Mmh" and "Ummh - hmm."

He says, "Ann - you're home."

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Ann

(looking up from the book)

Oh!  Thank you, Donald.  Gee, you must have been driving awfully fast.

Don

Never went over the speed limit once, in two and a half hours and you haven't said one word since we left Brewster.

Ann

It's this book.  I can't tear my eyes away.

Don

What page are you on?

Ann

Four fifty-three.

Don

Four fifty-three, already?

Ann

I'm only reading the pages that are paper-clipped.

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