“I'm going to have to flatbed this vehicle,” Larry said with an air of importance that irritated Pytel.

Twenty-One Ways of Leaving: […]

1. The womxn in their thirties. The womxn with wrinkles at the edges of their eyes. The womxn who spell lonely with ambition. The womxn in their thirties. The womxn who do not bring up your age at the dinner table. The womxn who bring up your accolades at the dinner table. The womxn who make love to you and introduce you at the dinner table like they have not been intimate with your sheets. Oh honey, run. No. The other way.

Josie had already been pregnant when they married, so Marlee would still exist (the non-conception of beloved children always a stumbling block to the if-I-could-live-my-life-over-again fantasy).

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