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October 8 - October 11, 2024
“Romance novels are primarily written by women for women, and they’re entirely about how they want to be treated and what they want out of life and in a relationship. We read them to be more comfortable expressing ourselves and to look at things from their perspective.”
The backlash against the PSL is a perfect example of how toxic masculinity permeates even the most mundane things in life. If masses of women like something, our society automatically begins to mock them. Just like romance novels. If women like them, they must be a joke, right?”
“You can be here when I get home with the girls from school.” “Right. Yeah. I, uh, I can do that.” “We’ll order pizza for dinner.” Pizza. Sure. What the fuck? This had to be the most ridiculously ill-timed conversation of his life, yet the bizarre normalcy of it had an odd settling effect on his stomach. Somewhere in the middle of all this chaos and emotion, dinner still needed to be eaten.
“I’ll help Thea carry stuff. You go out back and stop Del from killing himself.” “What’s he doing?” Gavin asked. “That fool bought a turkey fryer.” “Oh, shit.” Gavin took off at a jog.
“Mack, it’s too early for your brand of charm. Why don’t you go out back and help the men?” Braden stroked Thea’s wrist with his thumb. “They need advice about women?” “No, they’re trying to fry a turkey.” Braden dropped the act and Thea’s hand. “Oh, shit.” He took off through the back door.
“Where are Gavin and Del?” Thea gestured toward the back door. “Out back frying a turkey.” “That’s not good.” Jake took off.
“I know you can,” he said calmly. “But I’m asking if you’d like a day off from it for a change.”
“You need to stop focusing all your attention on the fact that she faked it and start asking yourself why the fuck you didn’t notice.”