The Mark of the Midnight Manzanilla: A Pink Carnation Novel
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Read between January 26 - January 28, 2024
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“They say he sucks the blood of unwary maidens.” Agnes considered this. “I imagine they’re less trouble than wary ones.”
Kristina
Fair enough
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Back to New Orleans, to the home of his mother’s sister? Lucien had been happy there, or something close to it, but it wasn’t his home. The broad acres of his uncle’s plantation were well managed by others,
Kristina
Oh is that what they called slaves back then
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She hadn’t seen buckteeth like that since her beloved pony, Bucky the Bucktooth, had gone off to that good pasture in the sky.
Kristina
Bucky the bucktooth
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Tomorrow, we could do fancy cocktails at Casablanca, the restaurant in the basement of Café Algiers, Indian food at my favorite Indian place across the street from the K school, followed by dessert and chocolate martinis at Finale, the dessert place down the block from the Holyoke Center.
Kristina
Really showing this guy the sights of poor student Boston. Like not even heading to the North End for cannolis or anything.
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Several years ago, thinking it seemed rather romantic, Sally had badgered Turnip to instruct her in the use of an épée, but had discarded the exercise after discovering that it was, indeed, exercise.
Kristina
Absolutely valid.
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I hitched my bag a little higher on my shoulder and tromped off through the grad student lounge, waving to the department administrator—she who wielded the all-powerful professor signature stamps. (What? You thought professors actually bother to sign their own grade reports?)
Kristina
That’s right, bitch.
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I don’t know why I’d felt the need to bring all two hundred pages of my fledgling dissertation with me. It just made me feel more prepared. It also weighed a ton.
Kristina
Heffa are you PRINTING?! Your drafts?!?!
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“Do you think I want to believe that Hal could— We were boys together!” Yes, and Sally had been girls with some quite unmentionable creatures at Miss Climpson’s.
Kristina
This book is far quippier than the previous 10
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“But I thought you wanted my help.” “Always,” said Lizzy, and squeezed her hand. “Sometimes it’s even helpful,” piped up Agnes.
Kristina
lol rude