she saw in the credits those words those simple half-dozen words based on the novel by dc glaser and walking home dizzy and drained through the half-dark to her mordant dorm halfway there she saw his name again in the window of a tawdry bookstore and stepped inside just as the owner an owlish old man with a thin neck and a wispy body was flipping the sign on the door she bought the book and carried it home floating almost on the promise of it desperate to pour herself again into that world .