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Название книги: Good in Bed
Автор(ы): Jennifer Weiner
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Good-in-Bed-150528.html
For my familyHome is so sad. It stays as it was left,Shaped to the comfort of the last to goAs if to win them back. Instead, bereftOf anyone to please, it withers so,Having no heart to put aside the theftAnd turn again to what it started as,A joyous shot at how things ought to be,Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:Look at the pictures and the cutlery.The music in the piano stool. That vase.– Philip LarkinLove is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say.– Liz Phair
PART ONE.
ONE
“Have you seen it?” asked Samantha.I leaned close to my computer so my edit or wouldn’t hear me on a personal call.“Seen what?”“Oh, nothing. Never mind. We’ll talk when you get home.”“Seen what?” I asked again.“Nothing,” Samantha repeated.“Samantha, you have never once called me in the middle of the day about nothing. Now come on. Spill.”Samantha sighed. “Okay, but remember: Don’t shoot the messenger.”Now I was getting worried.“Moxie. The new issue. Cannie, you have to go get one right now.”“Why? What’s up? Am I one of the Fashi
Название книги: Good in Bed
Автор(ы): Jennifer Weiner
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Good-in-Bed-150528.html
For my familyHome is so sad. It stays as it was left,Shaped to the comfort of the last to goAs if to win them back. Instead, bereftOf anyone to please, it withers so,Having no heart to put aside the theftAnd turn again to what it started as,A joyous shot at how things ought to be,Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:Look at the pictures and the cutlery.The music in the piano stool. That vase.– Philip LarkinLove is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say.– Liz Phair
PART ONE.
ONE
“Have you seen it?” asked Samantha.I leaned close to my computer so my edit or wouldn’t hear me on a personal call.“Seen what?”“Oh, nothing. Never mind. We’ll talk when you get home.”“Seen what?” I asked again.“Nothing,” Samantha repeated.“Samantha, you have never once called me in the middle of the day about nothing. Now come on. Spill.”Samantha sighed. “Okay, but remember: Don’t shoot the messenger.”Now I was getting worried.“Moxie. The new issue. Cannie, you have to go get one right now.”“Why? What’s up? Am I one of the Fashi
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