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I briefly considered throwing my salad in my brother's face -- just letting him have it, spinach and all -- but then figured that would be rude, considering I wasn't the one who had paid for it, and so I opted instead simply not to respond.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...Henrique is very much alive. But the temptation to fantasize, to imagine the thousands of bloody and gruesome ways that her ex-husband could have met his end...She wonders how Kim is conceiving of it....Donna won't give her an explanation. She prefers instead that the stranger she lies to imagine and reimagine Henrique's death on their lunch breaks, their drives home. She comforts herself knowing that, at least, for the next few hours, Kim will be killing Henrique in their mind. A thousand tiny deaths.
Alice says. "I'm rambling. I'm sorry."

Karen says, "You need to stop apologizing."

"Sorry."

The redhead smiles.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
I'm sorry," I said. "I guess I don't know my own strength."

"What are you talking about -- that was awesome!" the bridge of his nose was all puffy and swollen and his left eye was starting to bruise. "In fact, I'm going to tell the front desk to give you a free class.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was divided in to three stations, and Robbie B explained eash of them to me with a g-less version of its corresponding gerund; trampin', liftin', whippin'....In liftin' I'd be doing things with weights: curling them. pressing them over my head -- the sort of shit that I'm sure people consider manual labor elsewhere, but that in New York you pay fifty-two dollars to do.
From Let's Not Do That Again
I'm broke and I need to fly to Paris."

"And why do you need to go to Paris?"

"Because there's a man there who loves me and who can help me ruin my mother's life."

Dipping her spoon into her bowl, my grandmother nodded, sipped some soup, and -- I think -- smiled.

"My purse is in the ktchen," she said, "go write yourself a check.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...people are on the verge of death in that church, Eloise. Have you been there? Have you felt how hot it is? Hell is cooler than that church is today.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Eloise had stared at Paul, and the only thing he could think of was how the restaurant's low lighting, coupled with the spectacular volume of her hair, created the impression that her head was exploding.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Greta arguing with him and, by extension, with Nancy, would at least feel like a return to the normalcy of a month ago, a time when things like family dinners did not result in someone absconding with a French nationalist, but rather followed a predictable pattern for which Nick became nostalgic: cocktails and ruthless criticism, followed by a nice Pinot Blanc and someone in tears.
In appearance, they are nearly identical....They could also lead him anywhere. To more forked roads; to dead ends; to Greta. If New York is a grid, Paris is a handful of spaghetti, dropped on the floor by a toddler.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was not fun, as Nick had promisjed....Once, Robbie B yelled at me over this microphone, by name, to "whip" harder, so I did. I whipped so fucking hard that as he was walking by, the rope sprang up and hit him in the face....His nose was red and blood was poring down hto his shirt. He started clapping....

"You don't need help? You don't want me to stop?"

"Don't stop! Never stop!
From Let's Not Do That Again
Oh, come on. I'm kidding. Your situation is very different from mine. I mean, Jane was a poet. No one, under any circumstances, should ever live with a poet.
From Let's Not Do That Again
He reminded himself that he was dealing with Americans, and that if Americans are good at one thing it is uninvited and pointless intervention, even if it comes at the expense of a prolonged war in the Middle East, or -- worse -- a low-moving Starbucks lline.
From Let's Not Do That Again
I briefly considered throwing my salad in my brother's face -- just letting him have it, spinach and all -- but then figured that would be rude, considering I wasn't the one who had paid for it, and so I opted instead simply not to respond.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...Henrique is very much alive. But the temptation to fantasize, to imagine the thousands of bloody and gruesome ways that her ex-husband could have met his end...She wonders how Kim is conceiving of it....Donna won't give her an explanation. She prefers instead that the stranger she lies to imagine and reimagine Henrique's death on their lunch breaks, their drives home. She comforts herself knowing that, at least, for the next few hours, Kim will be killing Henrique in their mind. A thousand tiny deaths.
Alice says. "I'm rambling. I'm sorry."

Karen says, "You need to stop apologizing."

"Sorry."

The redhead smiles.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
I'm sorry," I said. "I guess I don't know my own strength."

"What are you talking about -- that was awesome!" the bridge of his nose was all puffy and swollen and his left eye was starting to bruise. "In fact, I'm going to tell the front desk to give you a free class.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was divided in to three stations, and Robbie B explained eash of them to me with a g-less version of its corresponding gerund; trampin', liftin', whippin'....In liftin' I'd be doing things with weights: curling them. pressing them over my head -- the sort of shit that I'm sure people consider manual labor elsewhere, but that in New York you pay fifty-two dollars to do.
From Let's Not Do That Again
I'm broke and I need to fly to Paris."

"And why do you need to go to Paris?"

"Because there's a man there who loves me and who can help me ruin my mother's life."

Dipping her spoon into her bowl, my grandmother nodded, sipped some soup, and -- I think -- smiled.

"My purse is in the ktchen," she said, "go write yourself a check.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...people are on the verge of death in that church, Eloise. Have you been there? Have you felt how hot it is? Hell is cooler than that church is today.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Eloise had stared at Paul, and the only thing he could think of was how the restaurant's low lighting, coupled with the spectacular volume of her hair, created the impression that her head was exploding.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Greta arguing with him and, by extension, with Nancy, would at least feel like a return to the normalcy of a month ago, a time when things like family dinners did not result in someone absconding with a French nationalist, but rather followed a predictable pattern for which Nick became nostalgic: cocktails and ruthless criticism, followed by a nice Pinot Blanc and someone in tears.
In appearance, they are nearly identical....They could also lead him anywhere. To more forked roads; to dead ends; to Greta. If New York is a grid, Paris is a handful of spaghetti, dropped on the floor by a toddler.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was not fun, as Nick had promisjed....Once, Robbie B yelled at me over this microphone, by name, to "whip" harder, so I did. I whipped so fucking hard that as he was walking by, the rope sprang up and hit him in the face....His nose was red and blood was poring down hto his shirt. He started clapping....

"You don't need help? You don't want me to stop?"

"Don't stop! Never stop!
From Let's Not Do That Again
Oh, come on. I'm kidding. Your situation is very different from mine. I mean, Jane was a poet. No one, under any circumstances, should ever live with a poet.
From Let's Not Do That Again
He reminded himself that he was dealing with Americans, and that if Americans are good at one thing it is uninvited and pointless intervention, even if it comes at the expense of a prolonged war in the Middle East, or -- worse -- a low-moving Starbucks lline.
From Let's Not Do That Again
I briefly considered throwing my salad in my brother's face -- just letting him have it, spinach and all -- but then figured that would be rude, considering I wasn't the one who had paid for it, and so I opted instead simply not to respond.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...Henrique is very much alive. But the temptation to fantasize, to imagine the thousands of bloody and gruesome ways that her ex-husband could have met his end...She wonders how Kim is conceiving of it....Donna won't give her an explanation. She prefers instead that the stranger she lies to imagine and reimagine Henrique's death on their lunch breaks, their drives home. She comforts herself knowing that, at least, for the next few hours, Kim will be killing Henrique in their mind. A thousand tiny deaths.
Alice says. "I'm rambling. I'm sorry."

Karen says, "You need to stop apologizing."

"Sorry."

The redhead smiles.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
I'm sorry," I said. "I guess I don't know my own strength."

"What are you talking about -- that was awesome!" the bridge of his nose was all puffy and swollen and his left eye was starting to bruise. "In fact, I'm going to tell the front desk to give you a free class.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was divided in to three stations, and Robbie B explained eash of them to me with a g-less version of its corresponding gerund; trampin', liftin', whippin'....In liftin' I'd be doing things with weights: curling them. pressing them over my head -- the sort of shit that I'm sure people consider manual labor elsewhere, but that in New York you pay fifty-two dollars to do.
From Let's Not Do That Again
I'm broke and I need to fly to Paris."

"And why do you need to go to Paris?"

"Because there's a man there who loves me and who can help me ruin my mother's life."

Dipping her spoon into her bowl, my grandmother nodded, sipped some soup, and -- I think -- smiled.

"My purse is in the ktchen," she said, "go write yourself a check.
From Let's Not Do That Again
...people are on the verge of death in that church, Eloise. Have you been there? Have you felt how hot it is? Hell is cooler than that church is today.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Eloise had stared at Paul, and the only thing he could think of was how the restaurant's low lighting, coupled with the spectacular volume of her hair, created the impression that her head was exploding.
From The People We Hate at the Wedding
Greta arguing with him and, by extension, with Nancy, would at least feel like a return to the normalcy of a month ago, a time when things like family dinners did not result in someone absconding with a French nationalist, but rather followed a predictable pattern for which Nick became nostalgic: cocktails and ruthless criticism, followed by a nice Pinot Blanc and someone in tears.
In appearance, they are nearly identical....They could also lead him anywhere. To more forked roads; to dead ends; to Greta. If New York is a grid, Paris is a handful of spaghetti, dropped on the floor by a toddler.
From Let's Not Do That Again
The class was not fun, as Nick had promisjed....Once, Robbie B yelled at me over this microphone, by name, to "whip" harder, so I did. I whipped so fucking hard that as he was walking by, the rope sprang up and hit him in the face....His nose was red and blood was poring down hto his shirt. He started clapping....

"You don't need help? You don't want me to stop?"

"Don't stop! Never stop!
From Let's Not Do That Again
Oh, come on. I'm kidding. Your situation is very different from mine. I mean, Jane was a poet. No one, under any circumstances, should ever live with a poet.
From Let's Not Do That Again
He reminded himself that he was dealing with Americans, and that if Americans are good at one thing it is uninvited and pointless intervention, even if it comes at the expense of a prolonged war in the Middle East, or -- worse -- a low-moving Starbucks lline.
From Let's Not Do That Again