Bullet Park

By John Cheever

Welcome to Bullet Park, a township during which even the main buttoned-down gentry occasionally be ready to terrify themselves just by having a look within the reflect. In those exemplary environs John Cheever lines the fateful intersection of 2 males: Eliot Nailles, a pleasant fellow who loves his spouse and son to happy distraction, and Paul Hammer, a bastard named after a typical family software, who, after part a life of drifting, settles down in Bullet Park with one objective—to homicide Nailles's son. here's the lyrical and mordantly humorous hymn to the yank suburb—and to the entire doubtful normalcy it represents—delivered with remarkable artistry and coverage.

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