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Somehow she’d become one of those people who punctuated everything with a monetary transaction.
Goals
I’m overwhelmed. I’m lonely. I’m hormonal. That doesn’t mean I’m crazy.”
It had been fun for a second, the gratification of saying the thing you weren’t supposed to say, of so blatantly violating the social order.
It was nice to be able to ameliorate your own loneliness, to beckon a person and have him comply.
Fights were resolved via some mystical, unspoken understanding, concessions made and forgiveness granted through what seemed to be a scientific combination of eyes and mouths and lenient spirits.
Her kids would never fully understand her, just as she’d never fully understood her own parents
