First sentence: "
I realized many years ago that a book, a novel, is a dream that demands to be written exactly as you fall in love."
The kick is given.
The end of the game will be whistled six hundred pages later.
Bret Easton Ellis did not return to fiction for nothing.
It was said to be HS, washed out.
Les Eclats
is the most reassuring of health reports.
At such a level, there are not many people.
A 56-year-old man looks at the boy he was at 17.
Age acts like a camera: with hindsight, we see better.
The narrator is therefore called Bret Ellis.
In 1981, he was a senior at the very posh Buckley High School in Sherman Oaks.
His parents, who are traveling in Europe, left him alone for months in the house on Mulholland Drive.
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Bret has a girlfriend, but he hasn't dared to tell her he's gay yet.
He also slept on the sly with two classmates (not at the same time), one of whom will be found brutally murdered...
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