Greetings and salutations. You’ll forgive me, I’ve been mixing grain and grappa. Now this is a writer, Gil, yes?
Gil Pender.
Gil Pender.
Hemingway.
Hemingway?
You like my book.
Liked? I loved, all your work.
Yes, it was a good book because it was an honest book, and that’s what war does to men. And there’s nothing fine and noble about dying in the mud unless you die gracefully, and then it’s not only noble but brave.
Did you read my story? What’d you think?
There was some fine writing in it, but it was unfulfilled.
I might have known you’d hate it.