Page 463 - A Little Life: A Novel

there, Jude sitting, he standing, until they had sung the last words of the
song, and only after they had finished did he go to answer the door. Around
him, the room was redolent of the unknown herb he’d found, green and

fresh and yet somehow familiar, like something he hadn’t known he had
liked until it had appeared, suddenly and unexpectedly, in his life.