![]() I could hear my aunt’s echoing cackle coming down the phone line. And then my stepmom would share a passage herself, only she would have to take breaks from reading out loud to allow her fits of giggles to pass. My stepmother would listen as one of her sisters read her a passage from the book and then she would laugh and laugh. But I would stand nearby and listen to my glamorous young stepmother as she talked on the phone to any one of her sisters-she had a gaggle of them, my glorious new aunties, and it seemed they were all reading A Confederacy of Dunces, too. I also didn’t know the sad tale of this most hilarious novel and its author. I was five years old, and didn’t know how to read yet. That must have been about when my stepmother started reading the book. ![]() In 1981, A Confederacy of Dunces by the late John Kennedy Toole won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction-a rare honor for a work of humor. ![]()
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