actually one story at all but rather unfolds through a series of vignettes. The second act, Gainesville, is ...
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that is not all pain or fear or devastation (your word), and feel it, even fleeting,—I'll try ...
essence.” We became the best of friends. I gave him all the little that I owned. He gave me everything. We ...
After all, it was the weight of the car that bent the bumper, not Earl who sits on the sand trying to ...
shoulders, behind the wheel of the car, Justin tried to make all of his quarreling selves move in one ...
I avoided all thoughts of going back to school and even partially rationalized that since public school ...
"Was she pretty?" "Yeah, she was all right, I guess. But Jesus, I saw that damn Delta ...
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visible pains to be sympathetic—made me wince all the more when the blows became gratuitous, as in his ...
died, but after he’d been removed from my day to day, when I wasn’t allowed to see him and he was all ...