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There was glass everywhere. Little shards, big flakes, tiny needles of glass that hung a long time in the light, making rainbows. They fell on the floor, on the chairs, on the table.
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She started whispering in my ear. "The pastor is standing over there. He can't think we're together. Play the role of the friendly escort. See that man in the Zegna suit? He's head of the parish council. That's his wife in the red dress."
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"More and more levels of physicality. And his eyes, man. His eyes were all wet, and... sparkly.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah. And before I can stop the escalation, he's massaging my heart.”
“Get the f__k out..."
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There were crystal glasses of Sangria set for each guest. An orange slice floated in each. I reached for mine, and Miranda shook her head. I resigned myself to Champagne.
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I remember the first time I met the virgin, Terry (not Mary.) She was in the back seat of an old Plymouth convertible with its top down, jam-packed with raucous high school girls vying to see which one of them could be the most loud and obnoxious, and w
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I liked to linger near the water's edge until dark. That's when the gulls and pelicans would switch places, and the blackbirds and pigeons would settle. I tried to leave everything I'd seen that day right there by the water and let the tide carry it out.
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...with each passing year his pain grew as his body grew...
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...with each passing year his pain grew as his body grew...
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She liked being out on the water alone, with no-one else to worry about, no-one to keep entertained. The water was so clear, she could see the tropical fish, red and green and iridescent blue. She watched the small sharks and the sea turtles
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Fan corals and rays. Eels hiding among the rocks. Conch shells and spiny urchins. And the clouds of fish moving together, even the small ones perfect miniatures, their jewel tones flashing in the sun.
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They had a vague idea of how lips were to be used. Lips that parted feverishly, lips that burned. Lips - old, but still amateur. It was no wonder, considering that 'boys from good families' would never dream of even looking at a woman, let alone kiss her!
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If it weren't so dark now, I'd go outside. One day it'll be easier but right now, not for a long time, it's not in me.
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“It felt like the space under my skin had been filled with desert sand. I did not open my eyes for my body was covered with the dust. A camel could have walked over me and not noticed. I needed to wipe my eyes before I could open them and my body was froz
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105800
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Walking into the living room and next to the tree, he handed his wife Kathy her Minnie and plopped himself on the couch. Their three kids, two girls and the youngest a boy, tore through the wrapping paper like a pack of rabid wolves tearing through a deer
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If this were a movie, it would begin with cellos, Chinese cellos with Viennese tones that suggest a vision of leafless elms in mid-winter. Perhaps from darkness the screen would open to reveal a grove, slowly advancing from the distance, closing at the speed of a…
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