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3 years, 6 months ago

he gives her an allowance

“She was really unhappy,” Amy said. “She had been unhappy for such a long time, but the kids, blah blah blah, you know how it is.”

“I do.”

“She was going to leave David.”

Toby shook his head. “What?”

“He cheats on her. He doesn’t give her access to the money. He gives her an allowance. …

—p.277 Fleishman Is in Trouble: A Novel Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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he could feel himself losing the room

[...] That was a time when he was still sure that if Rachel could just see her anger and her nastiness through a neutral screen, she could get help and they could move beyond it. But he was also already thinking that maybe this was a last-ditch effort before realizing that this was not something th…

—p.271 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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you didn’t tell them about your asterisks

[...] What had he been thinking, raising his children among these people? He’d forgotten something essential about life, which was to make sure his children understood his values. No matter how many times you whispered your values to them, the thing that spoke louder was what you chose to do with y…

—p.254 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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beyond that abyss lies your spouse’s point of view topic/heartbreak

[...] anyone who has ever been to just one session of couples therapy could tell you that beyond your point of view lies an abyss with a bubbling cauldron of fire, and that just beyond that abyss lies your spouse’s point of view. If he were to be a real scientist about this, would he be able to fin…

—p.251 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
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this many twilights lying in front of him

The yoga studio was in the eighteenth-floor penthouse of a residential building, a perk to its residents and an à la carte offering to anyone else. The windows were big and high up enough so that on a clear day, you could see the park. The sun was going down. He loved the dusk—the blue twilight, es…

—p.241 Part Two: God, What an Idiot He Was (165) by Taffy Brodesser-Akner