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295 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published May 1, 2005
They say when one door shuts, another one opens. But they haven’t been living at my house. Most of the doors I open seem to have something scary crouched behind them, anyway.
“I knew he was taking in my jeans, which were on the tight side, and my tummy,which was on the flat side, and my soft fuzzy white sweater, which was filled with natural bounty.”
“Every woman wants to know what’s appropriate to wear,” I said. “Thanks. I won’t wear pants.”
“Finally, I felt relaxed, and when I crawled into my bed I had achieved peace through pampering.”
“I was a little shocked at the idea of one man owning two cars:”
“Effing”/ “Eff off.”
“Jesus Christ, shepherd of Judea.”
“I assumed the shooter was almost certainly a guy. I knew plenty of women who went hunting and plenty more with access to rifles. But weren’t snipers always men?”
“The man’s wallet proved to be in his jacket, which seemed a little unusual to me”
“But this is America,” I protested. “How can they do that?”