- The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
- Evening by Susan Minot
But I digress, reader, from the tale at hand. Salvatore! Salvatore! What is going on?! You must save yourself!!!
I am starting to get toward the end of The Name of the Rose, and my goodness. Bernard Guido Inquisitor or whatever his name is is so mean! And I'm getting really sad for Salvatore. But I don't think he can be the murderer, because he's caught now and I think some more people still have to die. We're only on the fifth trumpet. Poor, ugly, picked on Salvatore. As he put it, he "sinned with no malicia." Indeed.