In This Way I Was Saved

I enter the lobby of Claire Nightingale’s apartment building, here to tell her I


have murdered her only son.  As always, the marble foyer is hushed and dim, almost sepulchral, and, as always, two doormen stand watch over the evening shift.  The one who opens the door for me is named Victor.  He recognizes my face–of course he does, he’s worked here for years–and he says, “They starving you at that college?  I can see your ribs, buddy.”


This a well-written novel.  It is a surprising novel.

In This Way I Was Saved by Brian DeLeeuw is an engrossing novel.


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Who am I? I'm still discovering just who I am, I suppose. A. Powell Davis writes that "Life is just a chance to grow a soul."

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