“Sober, she called him Bimmy or Bim because that’s what she heard his little friends call him. She didn’t know the neighborhood cognomen came from an acronym for ‘Big Indestructible Moron.’ His head had been huge, as a child. Out of all proportion, though with nothing especially Estonian about it. He’d been very sensitive about it, the head, but never told her not to call him Bim” (448).
How can anyone not love Don Gately?
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