If you had peeked into her room, you would have seen a frail, sick woman. That isn't what I saw.
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If you had peeked into her room, you would have seen a frail, sick woman. That isn't what I saw.
Unless you reared an exceptionally delightful, well-adjusted child, the post-high school summer is filled with unbearable conflict.
"Once people get air conditioning, they go inside and never come out," my mother used to say, sitting on a metal lawn chair in the yard, drinking iced tea and fanning herself.
By Final Jeopardy Holzhauer’s usually so far ahead that his opponents are dialing for an Uber.