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He would rather melt in an atomic blast than be stuck in an underground shelter with his wife.
“Bereavement is a sacrament.
The second year after a death, you know, is always worse than the first.
“What do you mean, the second year is worse?” “Because the first one goes by in a blur. And then you start remembering things.
“Don’t you see?” she asked. “See what?” “I come from a family of sinners.” “Oh, Connie,” the man said. “We all do.”
Bertha Babcock’s pie crust could break your toes.” Lauren flicked an ash into the ashtray. “When you eat it you feel like someone’s being mean to you.
