I don't know how I will like the story in the end, but I really like how Richard Russo describes states of thought.
Already in the first couple of pages, I have chanced upon the following lines, which just make me want to re-read them over and again. They seem to say so much, and I have already re-read the paragraphs containing them several times, in thehopes that I can uncover the secret as to why they fit so well.
In an atmosphere of distrust and suspicion and retribution, two people working together represent a power base, and no one has understoof this sad academic truth better than Teddy and June. It's hard to imagine either of them risking it. On the other hand, it must be hard to be married to a man like Teddy, who's always leaning forward in anticipation, footpoised above the gas pedal, but too cautious to stomp.
The only emotion I recall is ... a certain sense of disappointment about such drama resulting in so little consequence.
I just love those pieces. I wish I could write like that.