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3 years, 6 months ago

but maybe throw a few glasses topic/heartbreak

[...] This was fair? That he would smile and take it up the ass during mediation so that they could present their children with a peaceful and amicable thing, and then the minute it was almost done, she would do the worst thing she could possibly do—a thing so bad that it wasn’t even close on a lis…

—p.302 Fleishman Is in Trouble: A Novel Part Three: Rachel Fleishman Is in Trouble (293) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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3 years, 6 months ago

but maybe throw a few glasses topic/heartbreak

[...] This was fair? That he would smile and take it up the ass during mediation so that they could present their children with a peaceful and amicable thing, and then the minute it was almost done, she would do the worst thing she could possibly do—a thing so bad that it wasn’t even close on a lis…

—p.302 Part Three: Rachel Fleishman Is in Trouble (293) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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3 years, 6 months ago

were we all everything?

He went to Karen Cooper’s room. His fellows were there. He kept his eyes on his patient to avoid looking at Joanie or, more specifically, seeing how she was looking at him. He didn’t know if he should apologize, or just wait for a call from HR. David Cooper was holding Karen’s hand, staring at her …

—p.301 Part Three: Rachel Fleishman Is in Trouble (293) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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3 years, 6 months ago

wonder if you even wanted to be married

“Have you heard of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs? You have an imperative to seek out food and shelter. But once you know food is widespread and available, once you really know it, you can wonder what you like to eat and how much you want to eat. Once you have access to shelter, you can begin to ask y…

—p.287 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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he liked to find the point in every single memory

For a few minutes, lying in his bed, still in the vapor of his dream, he’d forgotten what had happened to them. For a few minutes, he’d forgotten that they were a mess. He didn’t like remembering the bad moments, but he didn’t like remembering those moments, either. He liked to find the point in ev…

—p.281 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner