Excerpt from Chapter Nine – “Making Perfect Sense”

Roosevelt, Muir, Clio and Me: A Novel of Loss and Discovery by David Matthew Wilcox

Excerpt from Chapter Nine – “Making Perfect Sense”:

Aside from the few cars moving up and down the main drag of Intercourse,
Pennsylvania, stillness and cold seemed the dominant characteristics
that both helped and hindered the exchange between Winston and
Clio that evening. The stillness had allowed them to focus, concentrate on
each other’s words. The cold forced them to turn back. At conversation’s end,
they found themselves at the other end of town, cold, and without having seen
any of it. When they realized how far they had walked and how little they had
seen, father and daughter thought it pretty darn funny and began to laugh.
They laughed harder when they both recognized that they had “experienced
Intercourse” together but not realized it. They decided it might have been
easier had the town’s founders simply named it Trade or Commerce rather than
Intercourse. Clio volunteered that the name pretty much took her breath away
and left a perpetual smirk. That, in turn, led to a round of potty humor, more
guffaws and a scene more reminiscent of the raucousness of Bourbon Street
than the solemnity of the Old Pennsylvania Pike.

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