Funny Shades Of Grey--chapter twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-Three I glance nervously around and, sure enough, there he is. "Ana, you look like you've just seen a ghost," my mother says, coming over, and, in her concern, passes out on the floor at my feet. "Christian, this is my mother," I say, introducing the two of them. "She's not drunk, she's just resting her eyes." "Should we move her someplace more comfortable?" Christian offers, helpfully. I nudge her with my foot. Christian too. "I think she'll be okay," I tell him and pick up my book from where I left it. He looks at the cover. "Ah," he says. "Leopold Stotch. His childhood nickname was Butters, you know." I knew, but pretended I didn't, like a good girlfriend does. "I read his second novel, The Poop That Took A Pee , just after I flunked out of Pencey Prep, a preparatory school. It was the only thing I took with me. I read it while I was...