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The next day John slept late and then announced we’d go to the museum for a nice lunch. But if we did that, the child would miss his lunch by an hour and his nap by two hours. I just wanted to have a nice lunch with you, John whined. He’d just wanted to have an expensive, boozy lunch anywhere, with…

In Alberta, in freezing rain, we weren’t allowed into John’s college reunion because, his classmate explained, he hadn’t registered for it. Out of two hundred people in his class, he was the only one not on the list. He explained to me that it was the school’s fault, not his, that he’d pre-register…

I didn’t know you would be here, the famous author said when I arrived at the book party. Before he left he put his arm around me for a moment, and I ran my hand down his back like an idiot.

Did you get your Porsche? I asked disdainfully, to punish him for my unmanageable feeling. He’d just rece…

Why are you so angry? My husband frequently asked me why I was so much angrier than other women. It always made me smile. I was exactly as angry as every other woman I knew.

It wasn’t that we’d been born angry; we’d become women and ended up angry.

Anger is one of the last privileges of the t…

I felt the usual fury, blanketed by the usual somnolence.