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Without explicitly telling him, she moved in the next day, and found that he was a born lavisher: of back rubs and pharmaceuticals and his freezerful of weed. By day he was some Silicon Valley wanker, clearly grasping for purchased cool. It was embarrassing to date a boy who bought clothes at the s…

Will finished his scotch, took up his keys, and drove downtown, returning three hours later with a $20,000 engagement ring. [...]

"Look at the current offerings," Vanya said, diagramming her sentences with her hands. "Disability forums tend to devolve into group therapy. Sufferers bursting to swap sympathy and pain management tips. It's not fun. It's a conversation able-bodied people can't participate in, and the biggest thre…

[...] Her efforts to research the housing market crisis ended in page-crumpling fury--credit default swaps? Mortgage-backed securities? Collateralized debt obligations? How could people be moral when morality obliged you to know everything? It was her fault for not studying econ in college, but s…

[...] She took out the hummus and the soy milk and put the hummus back in and borrowed a nectarine from Jonnie's shelf, and then took the hummus out again, jogging it in her hands to ponder its mass, its lipids and carbs, though she already knew all the numbers to the tenth decimal.