John Irving

Σε άλλες οικογένειες όλα αρχίζουν με γάμο· σ’ αυτήν, με μια αρκούδα.

The summer my father bought the bear, none of us was born — we weren’t even conceived: not Frank, the oldest; not Franny, the loudest; not me, the next; and not the youngest of us, Lilly and Egg. My father and mother were hometown kids who knew each other all their lives, but their “union,” as Frank always called it, hadn’t taken place when Father bought the bear.