She craved a family, not having had enough of one to understand what a pain in the ass it was.
Maile MeloyStichwörter: family short-story spy-vs-spy
Diabetes is passed that way -- over and down, like a knight in chess.
Maile MeloyStichwörter: family genetics short-story diabetes spy-vs-spy
Chet suddenly wished she had quit teaching the class because of him, that he’d had any effect on her at all.
Maile MeloyHe was acting like the man he wanted to be, in hopes that he could become him. He would keep acting until he couldn't stand it anymore, and then he would be the man he was.
Maile MeloyWe have to think of a question that we wouldn't otherwise want to answer.'
He stood over the pot, looking down at the leaves. 'Something like, Who do you fancy?'
'That might work,' I said, even though it was the last question I wanted to answer. But it was impossible, suddenly, to tell a lie.
Benjamin took a deep sniff over the steam and turned to me. 'All right,' he said. 'So who do you fancy?'
I hesitated. 'Fancy means like, right?' I said stalling.
'Of course.'
I gritted my teeth against the answer coming out. but I couldn't stop myself. 'You,' I said helplessly.
Stichwörter: magic young-love the-apothecary
To be a kid is to be invisible and to listen, and to interpret things that aren't necessarily meant for you to hear--because how else do you find out about the world?
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