The cocktail of grief and humiliation and longing battered my heart with such violence I was sure I could feel the muscle tear.
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I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand to watch him and so I closed my eyes.
Habitante de libroje citiralaprije 3 dana
we remember the people we hurt so much more clearly than the people who hurt us.
Habitante de libroje citiralaprije 3 dana
Duke was on his way up and I was on my way out. Neither of us could have said those words but we knew.
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Every day I took a jumble of snags and tears and turned them back into clothes. I found the work extremely satisfying, as I imagine Rumpelstiltskin must have gotten a kick out of spinning all that straw into gold.
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She wanted to be her father’s girl, his birthday girl. Growing up was a terrible thing—a clear path to the third act. Emily showed us that, all those moments in life we had missed and would never get back again.
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Her wedding day was played not for eroticism but for fear. She didn’t want to leave home, keep house, make meals, endure childbirth
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The leaves on the cherry trees are silvered with moonlight, with flashlight, the branches bent beneath the cherry weight.
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maybe they are children looking at their parents and so our lives began when they began and everything else they colored in with fat crayons any way they wanted.
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The stories that are familiar will always be our favorites.