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“Did any of you happen to see –” desperately, he wracked his brain for an op-ed or headline relevant to order forms. “To see–” he repeated. Wing it. “What happened to the bond market this morning?” The maybe engineer’s eyes were trained on Jamie’s, and he smiled at her. “Something very unusual occurred,” he said.…
The other week, an old friend texted me a link to a story in one of the local papers. The pool where we’d spent so much of our childhood would be closing, permanently, at the end of the summer. The engineer who’d been called to do the evaluation determined that the structure was, essentially, irredeemable. …
Easter, 2014. I put on a chartreuse dress and lilac suede sandals and Brady and I go uptown to my great aunt’s where we eat mille feuille from Lady M and drink probably too much white wine out of small, weighty hock glasses. On the way home I get off the subway two stops early…
One of the great, enjoyable mysteries of any pregnancy is what the baby will look like. How strange, then, to know my daughter’s interior so intimately months before I saw her face. Read more
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