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Her past wasn’t a collection of memories to be worked through; it was like an oversize Samsonite with a bum wheel. Meghann had learned that a long time ago. All she could do was drag it along behind her.
Hawaiian koa-wood love seat.
could never handle getting a sitter. Not even to surprise me with a dinner date. The surprise was always: We’re going out to dinner. Could you plan it? Like it takes ovaries to pick up the phone.”
she was the only one not laughing, and her silence settled on her chest like Hester Prynne’s scarlet A.
