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Once you knew everything there was to know about someone, you were generally ready to divorce them.
“Somebody took my chocolate and wine!”
Ben drove a V8 Commodore that didn’t make anyone look twice, and she had B-cup boobs that didn’t make anyone look twice either, back
sleeping with him would be like doing community service.
Tony, the smiley-face-tattoo-butted serial killer?
She had not realized that grief was so physical. Before Zach died, she thought grief happened in your head. She didn’t know that your whole body ached with it, that it screwed up your digestive system, your menstrual cycle, your sleep patterns, your skin.
