Excerpt of The Dinner by Herman Koch
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"Oh, yes I am," I said. "Lohman is the name."
I kept my eyes fixed on the girl, who actually blinked this time, and opened my mouth for the next sentence. The moment had come to cinch the victory, but it was a victory that smacked of defeat.
"I'm his brother," I said.
Excerpted from The Dinner
by Herman Koch. Copyright © 2013 by Herman Koch.
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