Harpey Mendelson

Sometimes, the unlikeliest friendship is the one that changes everything.

“Nixon Bliss thought I couldn’t speak without borrowed words, that my useless legs dangled because I was made of wood. It makes sense to me now, the way his eyes fixed on me when my father lifted me out of the car, eyes that couldn’t believe what they were seeing, an illusion as if a magician had pulled a Jew out of a hat instead of a rabbit. I had no idea Nixon wanted to be a ventriloquist, or that I was the spitting ...