"But you love food, like a gourmand, Louise," I said, and she replied, "All anorexics love food."
When the Swedish Academy phoned her quite early in the morning with the marvelous news, she was told that she had twenty-five minutes before the world would know. She immediately called her son, Noah, on the West Coast, and he was joyful after overcoming his panic at hearing the phone ring in the night.
The magnificent almond orchards of central California had just begun to blossom and gleam beside the rolling highway.
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