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Chapter 1
What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?
That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach.
And the Beatles
CHAPTER 2
Oliver Barrett IV
Ipswich, Mass.
Age 20
Major: Social Studies
Dean's List: '6
CHAPTER 3
I got hurt in the Cornell game.
It was my own fault, really. At a heated juncture, I made the
unfortunate error of referring to their center as a &
CHAPTER 4
"Jenny's on the downstairs phone."
This information was announced to me by the girl on bells, although I
had not identified myself or my
CHAPTER 5
I would like to say a word about our physical relationship.
For a strangely long while there wasn't any. I mean, there wasn't
anything more signifi
CHAPTER 6
I love Ray Stratton.
He may not be a genius or a great football player (kind of slow at the
snap), but he was always a good roommate and loyal frie
CHAPTER 7
Ipswich, Mass., is some forty minutes from the Mystic River Bridge,
depending on the weather and how you drive. I have actually made it on
occasion
CHAPTER 8
"Jenny, it's not Secretary of State, after all!"
We were finally driving back to Cambridge, thank God.
"Still, Oliver, you could have been more enth
CHAPTER 9
There remained the matter of Cranston, Rhode Island, a city slightly
more to the south of Boston than Ipswich is to the north. After the debacle
of introducing Jen
CHAPTER 11
Jennifer was awarded her degree on Wednesday. All sorts of relatives
from Cranston, Fall River-and even an aunt from Cleveland-flocked to
Cambridge to attend the c
CHAPTER 12
If a single word can describe our daily life during those first three
years, it is "scrounge." Every waking moment we were concentrating on how
CHAPTER 13
Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Barrett III
request the pleasure of your company
at a dinner in celebration of Mr. Barrett's sixtieth birthday Saturday,
CHAPTER 14
It was July when the letter came.
It had been forwarded from Cambridge to Dennis Port, so I guess I got
the news a day or so late. I charged over to where Jenny wa
CHAPTER 15
We finished in that order.
I mean, Erwin, Bella and myself were the top three in the Law School
graduating class. The time for triumph was at hand.
CHAPTER 16
CHANGE OF ADDRESS
From July 1,1967
Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Barrett IV
263 E
CHAPTER 17
It is not all that easy to make a baby.
I mean, there is a certain irony involved when guys who spend the first
years of their sex lives preoccupie
CHAPTER 18
I began to think about God.
I mean, the notion of a Supreme Being existing somewhere began to creep
into my private thoughts. Not because I wanted
CHAPTER 19
Now at least I wasn't afraid to go home, I wasn't seared about "acting
normal." We were once again sharing everything, even if it was the awful
CHAPTER 20
It is impossible to drive from East Sixty-third Street, Manhattan, to
Boston, Massachusetts, in less than three hours and twenty minutes. Believe
m
CHAPTER 21
The task of informing Phil Cavilleri fell to me. Who else? He did not
go to pieces as I feared he might, but calmly closed the house in Cranston
an
CHAPTER 22
Phil Cavilleri was in the solarium, smoking his nth cigarette, when I
appeared.
"Phil?" I said softly.
"Yeah?"
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