“You don’t need someone else to tell you what to do or who to be. You’re your own mother now. You have to listen to what you want.” “Hmm,” I managed again. “And for every day for the rest of your life, I want you to take that job seriously.” “But what about being appropriate? How does that work when you’re being yourself all the time?” “Have you ever fallen in love with a man because he’s appropriate?” “Well, no.” “Oooh, that Greg,” he said in a lustful voice. “He turns me on, he’s so fucking appropriate.” “No, no,” I said, laughing. “I’m not interested in appropriate. Darkness and edges and
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