For some time after Amanda left, you would pause here in the hope that would hear her inside, that she had returned, that you would discover her, penitent and tender, when you stepped into the living room.
You have always wanted to be a writer […] But between the job and the life there wasn’t much time left over for emotion recollected in tranquillity.
“I do not appreciate this leukemia bit », you say. ”Not funny”.
“Just trying to boost sales. Consider me your agent.”
“I’m not amused. Bad taste”
“Taste,” says Tad,” is a matter of taste.”
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