my sister has absolutely no idea who this is, but ....she’s offering him wine, and countless generations of polite female progenitors strangle my nascent protest lest I offend for no good cause.
Every. Single. Sentence.
Line after quotable line.
Truth, authenticity, and heart-rending plausibility!
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Seriously.
"...the single, flat syllable. My name, crackling through the voice of half a million cigarettes, is followed by three precious words:
“I believe you.”"
"...being the good daughter, the better daughter, hurts her maybe even more than it does me. She’s just that fucking big-hearted."
"...the low, anguished moan of a trapped animal realizing it’s too late even to chew off its own leg."
Seriously, every single line.
I can't wait to read part three!