![]() ![]() Because of the pomp, some of Nick’s men call him Frankie Elvis, or – now that he has a tiny bald spot in back – Solar Elvis. One is tall with black hair combed in a 50s pompadour. Not that he’s ever written one.Īt two minutes past twelve the door opens and two men come into the lobby. He’s thinking that would make a good thesis for an essay. He’s thinking that Zola was – is – the nightmare version of Charles Dickens. He’s thinking that Zola was just beginning to mine what would turn out to be a deep and fabulous vein of ore. ![]() He’s thinking it’s very much a young man’s book. Although he’s reading a digest-sized comic book called Archie’s Pals ’n’ Gals, he’s thinking about Émile Zola, and Zola’s third novel, his breakthrough, Thérèse Raquin. Thinking of Raymond and Sarah Jane Spruceīilly Summers sits in the hotel lobby, waiting for his ride. By Stephen King and published by Hodder & Stoughton
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