BtZ42 pages 116-121 Another dream

[Kai Frederik Lorentzen]

Makes me think of the Tennessee Williams joke from a later novel:

"'Horst never got ... abusive with you, or anything ...?'
'Horst? a dove. Well, maybe except for that one time he started choking 
me ...'
'He what?'
'Oh? He never told you about that.'
'Horst actually---'
'Put it this way, Heidi---he had his hands around my neck, and he was 
squeezing? What would you call that?'
'What happened?'
'Oh, there was a game on, he got distracted, Brett Favre or somebody did 
something, I don't know, anyway he relaxed his grip, went off to the 
fridge, got a beer. Can of Bud Light, I believe. We kept arguing, of 
course.'
'Wow, close call.'
'Not really. I have always depended on the kindness of stranglers.'
A quick paradiddle with her chopsticks on Heidi's head."

Bleeding Edge, p. 215


On 30.06.2016 13:53, Eileen Pierce wrote:
> What is Mrs. Quoad’s dream about?  Especially, “the King’s white ungloved hand bending like a butterfly to touch the hollow of Mrs. Quoad’s throat, the miracle touch, gently . . . touch . . .
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> Is this a healing touch?  A murderous touch?  A caress?
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