was something compelling about hearing from Wendy after all those years—a decade or more. Or maybe it ... be friends.” To which she replied, “That’s what I like about it.” And so there is that anticommunity ... decomposing in the eternity of print. As talk, no doubt, it was charming, and certainly the writer is a good ...
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sorry it hurt like hell to push a ten-pound baby through this small opening in my body. Every one ... / Screaming my son / Into life" until Fred was a year old. He even hid the magazine it came out in. ... before. It was still an agonizing experience. Eventually I reconciled myself to the fact that I was one of ...
that the only way to avoid a sin was to commit it and be rid of it. In my books of these years, I seem ... Page 25 from Issue 25 prevents the identical transfer. It is in this light that we must view ... Averroes' ingenuous formulation of the immutable Law that "to be free of an error, it is well to ...
nest in the cypress. They fluttered in alarmed circles over the patio. "It must be the ... Page 36 from Issue 48 s. California patio The boys had never been to a barbecue before. All they ... knew was that they were always eating outside anyway and didn't think it was so hot, ...
used separate quilts. We talked about you, how the night was persistent and oppressive, how I wished ... as any. He says: I was once a victim of those oranges. We both were. By now they’re sitting ... howls and he leaves it be. He says: As I was saying, nights were awful. Your mother checked me over to ...
father wondering about his anger and her childhood. It’s better this way. To be here. Hazel lets go of ... She opens her laptop and brings up her show. Her life will never be more than this. It’s enough ... has something to do with her own recent issues, but she can’t be certain. She’s never certain about ...
especially thought it was an insult to Constance for me to be seen with her. People at the restaurant had ... Page 54 from Issue 82 to know. I'm not going to poke around in it. The same goes for how ... in the household put it. Yarlett wasn't exactly a society woman, I admit, and my daughters ...
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tried. She was so certain it was some one, huge thing. She questioned me about Lettie and my Harald; she ... my lap, listening to Chloe. I was eating one of those big black olives, nodding my head to whatever ... Page 36 from Issue 81 one of those common, nasty songs she used to know. I must hear her in my ...
bring the gossip hounds to sniff the ruins, the mess I made of it all. She would like, we infer, to be ... HERE FOR 75 YEARS And though the language was my own I found it difficult to read through such a thick ... about what might be called domestic or even secular subjects, her own life is largely invisible here. As ...
Growing up, I was proud of it, never once thinking about the words we live in a black neighborhood. ... baby, though. That baby isn’t what I’m talking about here. So that was my night: lilting and generally ... and movement. And, okay, this is where it would be easy to talk about how uncorrupted Vernon is, how ...