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3 years, 6 months ago

this group of rebels now needed her

Relieved of her daily nursing duties, Mary Ann found in her anger a natural way to channel her newfound energy. Karen’s bedridden languishing might have been over, but the patent injustice that had caused it, the evil that had threatened the life of her lifesaving aunt, sure wasn’t. While her earli…

—p.200 Paradise, Nevada by Dario Diofebi
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3 years, 6 months ago

and what happens if we get caught?

“And what do I need to know?” said Mary Ann.

“Not a lot. The basics of Hi/Lo counting, just to understand what I’ll be doing from the platform,” said Erica. “But mostly you’ll be acting.”

“To tell them when to bet more?” said Mary Ann.

“To distract them when the deck is cold,” said Gabri…

—p.197 by Dario Diofebi
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alone in an apartment filling up with summer

When he got back from Pittsburgh, there was nothing left to do. Outside, Toronto was shedding its winter coat and gearing up for an abnormally hot summer, its elms and oaks and maples silently sprouting the green silk of life. In Ray’s minimally furnished apartment, light flooded the living room wi…

—p.174 by Dario Diofebi
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the watershed moment of her youth

[...] she had walked with her father up to her coach, and the three of them had sat on the small white plastic bench poolside, Coach in center, the tiny bench creaking under unusual nonprepubescent weight, the sound of two dozen pairs of young arms breaking the water and the smell of chlorine she a…

—p.143 by Dario Diofebi
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she was thinking of how this would look to others

Through the mosquito-netted window, freezing cold New York wind swept the room as Mary Ann made her way back from the kitchen countertop to the couch. Compared to her previous trip, her walk lacked coordination. She moved with the cross-legged convexity of amateur skiers, but the couch turned out t…

—p.119 by Dario Diofebi