Cilantro was briefly everywhere, creating miniflurries of conversation about whether or not you liked cilantro, which invariably included someone in the room saying, "I can't stand cilantro. It tastes like soap.
Meg WolitzerThe child who was happy with herself meant the parents had won the jackpot.
Meg WolitzerIf someone said 'diametrically,' could 'opposed' be far behind?
Meg WolitzerBut clearly life took people and shook them around until finally they were unrecognizable even to those who had once known them well. Still, there was power in once having known someone.
Meg WolitzerTag: coming-of-age
The past is so tenacious.
Meg WolitzerBut of course she liked Isadora less now, because she needed her less and saw her more clearly.
Meg WolitzerPeople could not get enough of what they had lost, even if they no longer wanted it.
Meg WolitzerThen it wouldn't be long before they all found themselves shocked and sad to be fully grown into their thicker, finalized adult selves with almost no chance for reinvention.
Meg Wolitzer...closure, that impossible thing that no one had ever experienced in life, because there always seemed to be a little aperture, a slit of light.
Meg WolitzerTag: closure
You sometimes heard about the marginally talented wives of powerful men publishing children's books or designing handbags or, most commonly, becoming photographers. There might even be a show of the wife's work in a well-known but slightly off gallery. Everyone would come see it, and they would treat the wife with unctuous respect. Her photographs of celebrities without makeup, and seascapes, and street people, would be enormous, as though size and great equipment could make up for whatever else was missing.
Meg WolitzerTag: friendship envy
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