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Even miracles were somehow part of a package deal.
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Smile
Witchy with a country-western motif.
Like zombies stalking a heartbeat.
Simile - haha
Cordelia’s
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Her mother-in-law had evidently paid some attention to butterflies in her time.
Haha (said entirely seriously, no doubt
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S8mile haha
Note D’s irritation growing, the rest of the chapter is full of smart-alec witticisms.
Cleary,
Haha - a little red-neck rivalry
talk of a town.
a highly unfortunate thirty minutes.
the universal whale-spout hairdo of exhausted mothers.
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a volcanic eruption of demands, spit, and tears.
He was impressed with all celebrity in equal measure, the type of kid who had cut out pictures of football players, Jesus, and America’s Most Wanted to tape on his bedroom wall.
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the Hester channel?
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Synthrapol
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She stuck with the packaged colors, which had alluring names like Amazon and Ruby, but came out plain old green and red. Much like life itself.
Haha - reverse simile
The miracle was whatever it was, but a logging contract was money in the bank.
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Cordie had meanwhile discovered the game of Make Grown-Ups Jump.
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“Eat a peck of dirt before you die!”
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Whereas Crystal lived the whole mistake-parade of her life as the majorette, bowing to the applause, ready to sign autographs.
Crystal put the con in self-confidence.
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“It’s Mrs. And you know what? I never said it’s the Lord’s divine hand at work up there. Go ahead and charge people if you want. Why wouldn’t you?”
Haha - she didn’t even understand “within a mile,”
Crystal wanted something; the girl was permanently set on intake mode.
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People automatically estimate a mom’s IQ at around her children’s ages, maybe dividing by the number of kids, rounding up to the nearest pajama size.
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The cattle in the waterlogged pasture across the road raised their heads in brief attention, welcoming her to the sad-sack club.
Every pair of jeans she owned was stained with footprints. If she was already a doormat, were her kids then doomed?
Haha - within a mile, smart as a brick
Dellarobia she was to be, like the wreath in the magazine.
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“You want me to proofread your letter to Dear Abby.
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Dear Abby had a smart mouth and a kind heart,
As does Dallarobia
And rarer still, perfect grammar.
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Cub was pretty cute, a mother hen himself, fussing with the baby carrier strapped to his barrel chest as he inched the vehicle’s fat tires over the ground in fits and starts.
It was like some stunt she and Dovey used to pull, going out naked under their raincoats for kicks. Now her big thrill was just sparing herself the extra laundry.
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