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Holding Holding by Graham Norton
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“she needed to anchor herself to something or she might fly around the room screaming out her pain like a hysterical balloon.”
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“Life had taught them well. Feelings were to be feared, pain was to be avoided at all cost, and if that meant not experiencing joy, then so be it.”
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“He remembered that it had been a warm evening in early September. He had made his way up past the school but was beginning to regret his route. The road was much steeper than he had imagined and he was getting quite short of breath and was coated in a slick of sweat that was making his clothes stick to him.”
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“Duneen had somehow managed to slip through the World Wide Web. No 4G, no 3G, no signal.”
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“hard to think of things to talk about. She’d know me, but that’s about it. I find if I talk about things”
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“questions outside”
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“Some marriages combust, others die, and some just lie down like a wounded animal, defeated.”
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“he decided that if there was a God, he was an awful bollocks.”
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“he could see that he had hidden behind his size and used it as an excuse so he didn’t have to compete in all the trials of adolescence. No need to summon up the courage to ask a girl out on a date, because which of the Margarets or Fionas with their long pale necks and shiny hair would want his warm clammy hands holding them on the dance floor? The other boys tried to outdo each other”
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“The investigation had begun. ‘It might be nothing. Some of the lads said work on, but myself and the foreman thought somebody better have a look.’ ‘Right so, I’ll head on up. Will you sit in with me?’ ‘Oh thanks. I will”
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“limp spring onion draped itself over the edge of the wicker basket that displayed the fresh produce in the O’Driscolls’ shop, café and post office. It shared the space with a shrivelled red pepper, while the basket above it held a few sweaty-looking bags of carrots. On the ground was a large sack of potatoes. Brown paper bags dangled from string to allow eager shoppers to make their own selection from the enticing display.”
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