Jessica Hecht
๐ค SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
42 Rue de Tournelle, I said, his neck long and curved like an egret's, slightly stiffened.
Yeah, I said, impressed by his incredulity.
I noticed that the book he had been reading was poetry.
It was a poem I tried to turn to while my marriage was disintegrating, but the words had shriveled and flown off the page like ashes.
I shut the cover and I returned it to the rack.
Not that it matters, but are you Jewish?
was thick with a Yiddish-y French accent, a Semitic patois.
I was used to this routine from the Jews for Jesus thugs who manned the entrance to my subway stop at home, but I didn't mind.
Because it was hot and lonesome and somehow I was perpetually furious, almost to entertain myself, I said, are you?
I learned later it was something that he was trained not to do.