This Is the Dream Deferred
The neighbors downstairs are shouting again, banging doors, their muffled voices rising through the floor. You shuffle through the stack of books by your bed, reach for your laptop and the audio book you downloaded to break up the stillness of your solitary evening. “Angle of Repose” by Wallace Stegner. The man’s voice is rich, soothing, filling your ear with images that move you beyond the moldy walls and matted brown carpet of this dingy apartment.