I spent part of this afternoon with Harold. He likes short stories. So I brought him The Best of Richard Matheson, which Penguin has just brought out. Those of us who watched Twilight Zone will recognize the author's name. I like to remind myself that, while this piece was being written, I was a junior in high school. It is characteristic in its combination of unblinking introspection and genuinely heart-felt lyricism.
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