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“Roger that.” Marty opened the cupboard and took down the bourbon. He would wait until she was off the phone to pour it, lest she hear the glugging and know what he was doing. Wives had intuition; ex-wives seemed to develop high-def radar.
Just as she is congratulating herself on her forbearance,
her mother has a way of jiggering her view of the world until she’s seeing it the way she wants to see it.
“I love you, Mom,” Holly says, and ends the call. Is that true? Yes. It’s liking that got lost, and love without liking is like a chain with a manacle at each end.
He supposed Franzen had had a point about the time before writing a novel actually began. It was a good time, because everything you saw and heard was possible grist for the mill. Everything was malleable.
Dark came fast in the deep woods.
