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We bought at the bottom of the market but still paid too much for our house, a creaking lemon held together by wood paneling and ancient nests of wiring.
Jane Misha Bunting, born 16 September 2014, 10:10 AM, seven pounds, one ounce; and her favorite aunt.
Time is the main topic on a funeral day: the quality of it spent, its scarcity, the odd way it behaves.
One of the strange things about my life in writing about TV, if by “strange” you mean “eminently predictable by anyone who finished Psych 101,” is that my parents allowed me to watch almost no …
Sherry went into her bedroom. The livable half, the light coming through the blue tarps, looked like it should be a seafood restaurant called The Mermaid Grotto, and it smelled like a lumberyard.