Me-shell Davis

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She’d learned that she wouldn’t be believed, not even by her own parents. She’d learned that she should never be drunk, not even with her close friends. She’d learned that she should never again believe that any boy—any man—was completely trustworthy. She’d learned that there was nothing she could do, no lifetime of lessons she could learn: It was going to happen any goddamned way.
Two Nights in Lisbon
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