She waited uneasily and shyly. From afar he saw that her eyes--clearly her father's--were filled with desperate innocence. He pictured, in her, his own redemption. Violins and lit candles revolved in the sky. Leo ran forward with flowers out-thrust.
Bernard MalamudAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: american
- Born: April 26, 1914
- Died: March 18, 1986
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