![]() ![]() Let’s just say an interviewer would be hard-pressed to find another subject with Strout’s blend of mirth and gravitas. Over the next 90 minutes, I witnessed this chain reaction dozens of times: Trill, dimple, repeat. What I did not expect was Strout’s disarming warble of a laugh, which filled the Friedrich Agency’s book-lined mews house on the Upper West Side and triggered a dimple on her right cheek. I almost didn’t mention it - my plumbing skills are silent and efficient - but, knowing the cast of honest-to-a-fault characters who cycle through Strout’s novels, I had a hunch she’d appreciate my candor. ![]() Elizabeth Strout didn’t bat an eyelash when I admitted, moments after meeting her, that I’d snapped the handle off the toilet in her agent’s bathroom. ![]()
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