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Blackout Blackout by Erin Flanagan
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“She knew that for the rest of her life, the desire to drink would be like a deep itch at the back of her throat. Just out of reach. Just short of being satisfied. Every minute would reverberate with the same question: Do I have a drink, or do I not have a drink? But maybe that question could just be that question. It didn’t have to mean, Am I a success or am I a failure? Am I worthy or am I not? Like she’d said to Noel, all she’d ever wanted was to be a person who didn’t want to”
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“sex, which, if they hit it during the right window—after inhibitions but before sloppy—was fantastic.”
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“but those were problems for future Maris.”
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“don’t”
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“human”
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“Maris found both unbearable and endearing. Since Cody had returned from Nebraska, their relationship had continued to evolve, and Maris worked daily to be a better mom. It had always amazed her, the biological miracle of growing another human being in her body, but it was nothing compared to the complex miracle of that person growing into herself in the world.”
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“Cody had returned from Nebraska, their relationship had continued to evolve, and Maris worked daily to be a better mom. It had always amazed her, the biological miracle of growing another human being in her body, but it was nothing compared to the complex miracle of that person growing into herself in the world.”
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“It happened to me too,”
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“The blue sky faded to a glorious pink as the oppressive heat made way for a perfect summer evening.”
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“She thought about fake news and how reasonable rhetoric had been flushed down a gold toilet. Things didn’t have to be accurate; you just needed to shift the story.”
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“Everyone thinks old people are old except for old people.” Maris knew what she meant. When she was twenty, she thought forty-two sounded like you had a foot in the grave, but despite the math she still wouldn’t call herself middle-aged.”
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“Even though he didn’t post on his own social media pages, he commented on his bros’, anxious to reestablish his old friendships, to let them know one little rape charge wouldn’t keep Dylan Charter down. “Working at my dad’s firm,” he said. “Just a holdover job until I finish my degree and get into law school.” He was so confident it would happen—his setback of getting kicked out of college little more than a speed bump in his life’s plans. He was just the kind of guy who would become a lawyer—one who would let more men like him go free. Most likely he’d end up on the Supreme Court.”
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“Many people held generational trauma in their bodies, the legacy of their ancestors, and she believed this was true of all women. The anxiety, the startle response, the vigilance. It lived in all their muscles and skin.”
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“It seemed no one was brought up to believe women, even women.”
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