COLORS—USA

"The Weeds were the last to leave the party, and their host and hostess spoke of their own married happiness while they all four stood in the hallway saying good night."

Cheever, John. “The Country Husband.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"His car, like all the others ticketed for the ferry, was parked near the wharf."

Cheever, John. “The Chaste Clarissa.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"Funeral services for the murdered man were held in the Unitarian church in the little village of St. Botolphs."

Cheever, John. “The Jewels of the Cabots.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"He made his way through the parked cars and down the grassy border of their driveway to Alewives Lane."

Cheever, John. “The Swimmer.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"I moved that night from the villa to the Hotel National, and left Montraldo in the morning."

Cheever, John. “Montraldo.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"Here was a windowed seamstress handing some trouser to a lonely man, no longer young, in a frame house that needed paint on Maple Avenue."

Cheever, John. “Marito in Citta.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.

"There were flowers in the vases, cigarette butts in the ashtrays, and a dirty glass on the table."

Cheever, John. “The Seaside House.” The Stories of John Cheever. New York: Alfred a. Knopf, 1978. Print.