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… she turned to share a look with her newly minted ex-husband, a look if not of two soldiers who’d found a modicum of victory in walking off the battlefield with their limbs intact at least one of common decency.
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We age as the rest of the world watches, she thought, but somehow we’re the last to know.
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He gave her a broad and beautiful smile. “I see you’ve spent time in my head.” “Ha.” She shook her head. “Just mine.”
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You handled that d-bag in the bar like you were his hypnotist.” “He was an idiot. Idiots are easy to outwit. That’s why they’re idiots.”
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He said nothing for a minute. Just looked at her. It wasn’t an intense stare, didn’t feel like a come-on or a challenge. It was an open look, forgiving, uncolored by judgment. It was impossible for her to characterize until she realized it was the look of a friend.
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We live in a world of disposable memory. Nothing’s built to last, not even shame.”