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Bad Timing
By: Betsy Berne , Sandra Day O'ConnoreBook Publisher: Random House
Imprint: Random House Publishing Group
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The last thing she wants is to fall in love with a married man — and a father, to boot — particularly now, when so many of her friends have already abandoned ship for husbands and babies, and certainly not while her biological clock is ticking so loudly she can barely sleep. But that’s exactly what happens to the single, unnamed, thirtysome-thing narrator of Bad Timing, who meets jazz musician and club owner Joseph Pendleton at a too-hip downtown party and becomes pregnant after their first night together.
As the city summer heats up, her resolve for independence breaks down, and her increasingly difficult situation seems to make this increasingly difficult man even more irresistible.
Set in all-too-small New York universe of artists, musicians, and writers, in which the lives of our hapless heroine and her errant lover intersect repeatedly, with far fewer than six degrees of separation, Bad Timing memorably depicts a woman struggling to reconcile her need for love with the limits and liberties of an undercover affair. With a startlingly fresh take on some New York prototypes (the witty gay neighbor and the overbearing Jewish family) and devilish looks into the clubby world of art and magazine, Bad Timing is a memorably tart-yet-sweet story of modern love, lost and found.
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| Title of eBook: Bad Timing | |
| Release Date: 06-01-2001 | |
| Publisher: Random House Publishing Group |
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| SKU | 9780375506642 |
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Bad Timing
Excerpt
I realized I was cracking one Saturday morning in July when I found a mouse in the half-full—well, half-empty—water glass by my bed.
The room was close and sweaty, suffocatingly so. It had been a hot and surly summer in Manhattan, and summer in the city is more than anything a psychological season, a season dictated by income bracket. (The lower your bracket, the longer and hotter and smellier summer is.) Summer in New York can make a loser feel more like a loser and a winner more like a winner. The winners usually beat the summer by leaving, and by now most of them had long since gone. My neighborhood was inhabited mostly by winners, so the streets were pretty deserted. I could see all the way to the Hudson River from the windows lining my loft, and the view was sullied only by a stray loser or two. My own summer strategies varied with my fluctuating income bracket. This year's income said long summer.
I'd gone to bed very late the night before, though I knew that I'd have to be up early. I'd been invited to Long Island, and it's easier to be a guest when you're a little foggy. I hit the alarm without looking at it and made my way slowly toward the kitchen. When I went back into the bedroom I saw the mouse in the glass on my crowded night table, less than six inches from where my head had rested moments before. It wasn't even dead. It was very much alive and struggling to get out.
I ran to the living room and called my brother, who was in no mood to help. He told me to go back in there and throw it out the window. I informed him that I was unable to go back in there. "Just go back in one more time, cover the damn glass, leave,
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