To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
AIMEE BENDERWith 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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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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Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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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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The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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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.
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When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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I am not happy, help me — like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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