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Through its branches we saw a couple. Teenagers, narrow and pale, two young birch trees, their roots twisted, submerged in the water.
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An excellent plan. Just like old times.
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Now Carver Smithton has a paunched belly as stout as the beer that fills it. His upper lip is thick, fat and flat like a caterpillar run over by a semi on Highway 17.
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I laugh too loud cause the world looks good that way and for a minute we both make funny sounds just to exercise our vocal cords and see how close we can come to the line without crossing.
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I am one one millionth of a ratings point. A little flash of electronic blue against the wall of an otherwise unlit upstairs room at night. Walk by on the sidewalk feeling lonely, then see that harsh spark of indigo spring from the dark window above and
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"Ms. Betina," Burton repeated Dr. Prasad's words and pictured Bittie Betina as someone all together different: someone like a secretary or maybe a claims adjuster, someone Lolly wouldn't have been ashamed of.
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But not once did we mention heaven. The next day we bought another one.
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This morning there is one ant crawling along the window sill. It is carrying something, but I can't tell what it is. It could be a crumb, but I don't eat in my room (Mother would have a fit) and I don't know why it would take the long way around…
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She had written down Bailey’s new address even though she knew that he could not stay in the same place for more than six months.
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Our banter has shifted, like wading from the shallow to the deep end. He taps his foot. “Your underwear reminded me of my grandma’s underwear.”
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Andrew had learned the art of being a chameleon at school where his school uniform provided an exoskeleton. Beneath was no costume, just the fragile skin of adolescent ego.
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Several friends—hers and his—hung around the edges of their marriage, and it would be naive to rule out the possibility of a few stray affairs. The thought didn’t anger him; on the contrary it amused him as if it were some trivia question, the answe
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"... I’d always thought that the Freudian concept of a death wish was a romantic conceit ... "
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It’s not every day that a girl like me gets greeted with a hairy beast that orgles and spits when excited. Didn’t help none that it only had one eye. Poor little ole bugger.
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What does it mean to be a man? Shoes knows. It's when you're walking down the street and a bunch of kids try to get you to fight with them and you don't. …
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