Читать книгу Heathcliff Redux - Lily Tuck - Страница 25

At that cocktail party celebrating Sally’s birthday, I learned that the gray horse Cliff had ridden in the race was hers. I should have guessed that. I also found out that he and Sally were sleeping together. I should have guessed that, too. Apparently, Cliff came in fourth in the race—not that I cared. But I did.