The Borders on Boylston/Newbury Street is one sad-assed retail outlet, what with its STORE CLOSING banners and “This Fixture Not For Sale” signs (not yet, anyway).
But the mood was lightened Saturday afternoon by a gaggle of girls sitting alongside the half-empty magazine racks. One girl, holding a paperback, loudly told the others: “Edith Wharton sucks. Don’t ever read Ethan Frome.”
Don’t ever, indeed.
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Must have been the same girls who heard me say “I’m in the mood for some Trollope” and called security. 😦
Alternat pun: Those gals don’t know their Ethan Fromme their elbow.
* alternate, not alternat.
* and Frome, not Fromme. I shouldn’t comment drunk.