First, a gorgeous breakfast: just everything you can imagine from flapjacks and fried squirrel to hominy grits and honey in the comb...we're so impatient to get at the presents we can't eat a mouthful.
Truman CapoteI was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.
Truman CapoteWhen the prisoner is brought down from Death Row he steps from the elevator directly into a "holding" room that adjoins the witness room. There are two cells in this "holding" room, two, in case it's a double execution. They're ordinary cells, just like this one, and the prisoner spends his last night there before his execuยญtion in the morning, reading, listening to the radio, playing cards with the guards.
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