The tone of her voice plus the substance of her remarks were provoking, but B did what he could to keep his poise. He felt no sympathy for her, though he stirred the ashes of former affection hoping to find an ember.
It is entirely possible that Harold Baumbach’s work will finally receive the attention it deserves not merely because of his son Jonathan's efforts but because his grandson, Noah, has won precisely the sort of fame that he himself disdained.