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even though her mother had warned her about the importance of withholding sex if she ever liked a boy:
Amy was Amy, and right now she had a job and a phone number, her fingernails were generally clean, and her hair (albeit currently dyed blue) did not look like it was crawling with lice, and that was all Joy wanted from her, although it would be nice if she combed her hair occasionally.
No one was too old or well mannered for the sudden snap of rage.
other. Her own daughters absolutely loved each other, but one was generally offended or incensed or bewildered by the other one at any given time.
day? What was the actual benefit of accuracy when it came to memories?
water, and she realized she was offering this friend more sympathy and understanding than she’d ever given her own sister.
Didn’t the stupid man realize that he no longer had the power to send anyone to their room? They could stand up and leave whenever they liked. They could move interstate or overseas. They could choose to never visit, to never call, to never have children.
a constant power struggle with a cruel, invisible foe.
life he’d been at the mercy of a powerful desire: the desire to blow everything up.
the definition of a pathological liar, which is someone who lies when there is no benefit to lying.
she could once again watch romantic comedies without scoffing.
