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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.

Aimee Bender

It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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Lowest Moment Rescue Surprise
Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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Brother Daughter Day Every Lover Mom More She
I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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Clothes Dating Grape Item Peel Skin Slippery Stay Triangle Understood Undressing
Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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Kiss People Rice Rolling Stick Survive Year
That’s the thing with handmade items. They still have the person’s mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.
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Burger Feel Handmade Hold Item Little Person
When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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Beautiful Body Feel Good Interesting Language Nourish Treat
My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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Evolution Experience Lover Reverse
It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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Country Dive Moron Pleasure Skill Story Telling
and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
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Bone Eye Four Giving Hair Lose Number Wine Wise
We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.
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Bigger Brain Dry Heart Smart Up World
It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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Happen Reveal Seem Spring
With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
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Apartment Building Dark Hand Look Love Peer Room Rush Streetside Window
I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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Again Away Beginning Each Groups Other Tear Throat
But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
AIMEE BENDER

Believe Burning Kept Passion Second Skirt Think Thinking Wonder
Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
AIMEE BENDER

Appreciate Flaw Kid Later Life Mess Parent Seem Strong
The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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Good Mysterious Tent Thinking Writing

That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.

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