Ending 3 – from an American novel published in 1934

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I’m awful tight, now. I think they give you dope in the grub, so you don’t think about it. I try not to think. Whenever I can make it, I’m out there with Cora, with the sky above us, and the water around us, talking about how happy we’re going to be, and how it’s going to last forever. I guess I’m over the big river, when I’m there with her. That’s when it seems real, about another life, not with all this stuff how Father McConnell has got it figured out. When I’m with her I believe it. When I start to figure, it all goes blooey.

No stay.

Here they come, Father McConnell says prayers help. If you’ve got this far, send up one for me, and Cora, and make it that we’re together, wherever it is.

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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3 Responses to Ending 3 – from an American novel published in 1934

  1. maryt says:

    James M. Cain “Double Indemnity”

  2. That is correct! You certainly are well-read, maryt!

  3. ultrakurz says:

    Nope! Right author, wrong novel. This is the ending of “The Postman Always Rings Twice.”

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