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Truth, but truth twisted to sting.
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This time, his gaze fixed on her and stayed. The wind blew, whipping her skirts about her ankles, as if he'd called up a gale with the intensity of his stare.
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Wallflowers may not be the prettiest of blooms, but at least they don’t get trampled.
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If I had married, there is much I would not have learned of myself. This has been hard and painful and horrible. But I've learned that I'm stronger than hard, better than pain, and that with enough luck, horrible can go away.
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Don’t say my name like that. Please, Your Grace. If you have any care for me at all - pretend to flirt. But don’t actually do it.
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Judith cast Christian a scornful look. “Who names a cat ‘Fillet’? Someone who has eleven kittens to name.” She put her hands on her hips. “I will hear no criticism from anyone who has named a smaller number of kittens."
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he’d wanted to make her into nothing because that’s what he’d done to himself.
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Defiance was only amusing when the stakes were low.
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"Lots of people live on farms,” Violetta added. “Many of them don’t die, I’ve heard.
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I wasn’t going to be a bit of rubbish just because he discarded me.
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Marshall here is vaguely upset. He might talk sternly to you. I, on the other hand, am a very bad enemy to have, and a lovely friend.
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He wasn't sure what he was saying, either, but he felt as if he were slipping into some dangerous world - one where answers ceased to be easy.
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I want solutions, not excuses. Whine to your shrink.
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It wasn’t just her hand in his, their bodies side by side on the divan. It was a sense that they were facing not just this trial together, but a life. It wouldn’t be easy. It wouldn’t even always be fun. But even at the worst times, it would be better for her by his side.
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All trace of the woman he had seen had vanished, leaving behind a shadow with perfect posture and no conversation. She was right. Everyone would wonder if he flirted with her. He wouldn’t even know how to manage it. One couldn’t flirt with a lump.
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If people did not fear me so, how could anyone tolerate me?
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Good thing he’s not your boyfriend, though, Tina. He’s so skinny, I think a condom would pop right off.
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He didn't throw the next piece of bread to the ducks as much as hurl it so hard that one of them quacked in surprise and darted away before realizing it was fleeing food.
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Everything comes easily to Sebastian, don't you know? He drifts because of it - drifts from person to person, thing to thing, gadding about like a butterfly.
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She smiled. He’d joked once that he feared her gown might be contagious, but it was her smile that was catching. It caught him now. He felt hooked by it, no desire to do anything except smile back at her.
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She felt like a juggler tossing torches into the air. The circus-master kept throwing more in. Sooner or later, one would fall, and the life she'd built would burn to cinders.
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“Sir Mark Turner," he said. "I speak with the tongues of a thousand angels. Butterflies follow me wherever I go. Birds sing when I take a breath.
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I earned this, fair and square." We'll, maybe it hadn't been fair. And maybe it hadn't been precisely square. Still, she'd earned it legally. Legally and... rectangularly. That would have to do.
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There is no such thing as a fallen woman - you just need to look for the man who pushed her.
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