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All the sneakiness her sister had exhibited as a child had been honed to adult perfection, so that Claire could be standing right in front of an oncoming train and still insist that everything was going to be fine.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Clair watched the young man pour Paul's Scotch with a previously unseen professionalism. Her wedding ring, her gentle brush-offs, and her outright rejection had been minor obstacles compared to the big no of another man kissing her cheek.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Since this wedding that never happened is my fantasy, that boy is clean-shaven on your special day, hair combed neatly, slightly nervous as he stands by the preacher, looking at you the way I always wanted a man to look at you: kind, loving, slightly in awe
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Karin Slaughter |
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I must confess, sweetheart, that I have been neglecting my wall of clues. My "useless gallimaufry," your mother called it on the one and only occasion she deigned to look at my work. I sagely agreed with her observation but of course I went running to the dictionary as soon as she was gone. Gallimaufry: a hodgepodge; a confused jumble of various people or things; any absurd medley."
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Karin Slaughter |
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The spiral stairs looked like a robot's asshole.
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Karin Slaughter |
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women with a little bit of power can be much harder than men. Especially on other women. They have to distance themselves from the weakness of their sex. Yes?
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Karin Slaughter |
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all the pickup-driving John Boys who drove down to Atlanta every day to make money, then drove back at night and railed against the godless liberals who lined their pockets and subsidized their utilities, their healthcare, their children's lunches and their schools.
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Karin Slaughter |
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As Kate had told her Oma the night before, there was no society more viciously controlled by rumor than your local police force.
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Tessa reached out and took her hand. "Can I tell you something?" "As long as it's not advice on chasing after a married man." She squeezed Sara's hand. "I'm really in love with my husband." Sara gave a careful "Okay." "I know you think Lem is boring and too earnest and too self-righteous, and believe me, he can be all those things, but a thousand times a day, I hear a song, or I think of something funny, or Daddy says one of his stupid puns..
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The thing about having a bad reputation is that folks will believe just about anything people say about you.
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Karin Slaughter |
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A few years ago when she'd read Paul several passages from Fifty Shades of Grey, they'd both giggled like teenagers. "The biggest fantasy in that book," Paul had said, "is that he changes in the end."
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Karin Slaughter |
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Jeffrey never understood how people could think a dead person was just sleeping. Death changed the air, charged it with something thick and unsettling.
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Dogs are stupid," Rusty said. "This is a known fact. But a cat--you have to earn a cat's respect every single day of your life. You lose it and--" He snapped his fingers. "That's what your mama was to me. She was my cat. She kept my compass pointing true north." --
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Karin Slaughter |
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Violence never worked in the service of women.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Only...ever...you.
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Karin Slaughter |
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People were outraged. They were glued to their televisions, to their web pages, to their Facebook feeds. They vocally expressed sorrow, horror, fury, pain. They cried for change. They raised money. They demanded action. And then they went back to their lives until the next one happened again.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Jeffrey felt too blindsided
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Karin Slaughter |
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That is complicated question with an equally complicated answer.
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Karin Slaughter |
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I know you're an adult, but adults are like vampires. The older ones are much more powerful.
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Karin Slaughter |
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You are my child. I am your mother." Helen sounded resolute. "I won't apologize for doing my job."
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The smell of fresh air made Kate's eyes sting. She looked up. The pole lights were on. The sun was sinking like a stone. Maggie asked, "Where's your car parked?"
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This women's lib stuff works for rich girls, but all you've got going for you is your face and your figure. You need to take advantage of both before you lose them.
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She had seen this before. She knew that you could put it all in a little box and close it up later, that you could go on with your life if you didn't sleep too much, didn't breathe too much, didn't live too much so that death came back and snatched you away for the taking.
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Karin Slaughter |
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people found off-putting. You could not beat her at chess or Trivial Pursuit or even Monopoly. She knew all the questions on Jeopardy. She knew when to use who or whom. She could not abide misinformation. She disdained organized religion. In social situations, she had the strange habit of spouting obscure facts.
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he recognized Donald Trump's picture on the jacket and assumed it was a get-rich-quick scheme. Obviously, Jake Berman hadn't taken the man's advice. Though, considering Berman had lost his job and declared bankruptcy, maybe he had.
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It didn't take a Harvard economist to figure out that it'd be a hell of a lot cheaper spending money on helping keep kids safe when they were younger than it was to put them in jail when they were older.
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Karin Slaughter |
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No amount of flowers or pretty compliments could ever measure up to a man who did housework.
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Karin Slaughter |
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To all the librarians in the world on behalf of all the kids y'all helped grow up to be writers
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Karin Slaughter |
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Napivat'sia - eto dlia slabykh, eto vykhod dlia liudei, kotorym ne khvataet sil spravit'sia s sobstvennoi zhizn'iu, krepko stoiat' na nogakh. P'ianstvo - eto pobeg.
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Karin Slaughter |
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He shrugged. "Are you going to answer me?" "You told me to shut up."
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Rick shuffled through the cards again. "Where is the tallest mountain on earth?" Lydia put her hand over her eyes so she could concentrate. "You said tallest, not highest elevation, so it can't be Everest." She made some thinking noises that caused the dogs to stir. The cat started making biscuits on her stomach. She could hear the clock ticking in the kitchen. Finally, Rick said, "Think ukulele." She peeked through her fingers. "Hawaii?" "..
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This sheriff goes into a saloon and says, "I'm lookin' for a cowboy wearing a brown paper vest and brown paper pants.' He waited a beat, making sure Sara was listening. 'The bartender says, "What's he wanted for?" And the sheriff says, "Rustling."
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Then again, Paul had once told her that there was no such thing as coincidence. "The Law of Truly Large Numbers provides that given a large enough sample size, any outrageous thing can happen."
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Reductio ad Hitlerum." Claire couldn't stop quoting Paul. "It's when you compare someone to Hitler to win an argument."
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He had given weight to her life, tied her down to the world when her natural inclination had always been to float above everything, as if it were happening to someone else.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Inside, he had forgotten what it was like to hear a woman's voice, listen to the sort of complaints that only women could have. Bad haircuts. Rude store clerks. Chipped nails. Men wanted to talk about things: cars, guns, snatch. They didn't discuss their feelings unless it was anger, and even that didn't last for long because generally they started doing something about it.
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Karin Slaughter |
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Why is it that we always neglect the things that matter most? This is a universal question, because through the days and weeks and months and years after your disappearance, I understood that I did not cherish you enough. I never told you that I loved you enough. I never held you enough. I never listened to you enough. You
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Karin Slaughter |
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I would've given up without her - not on you, never on you, but on myself. I suppose I can tell you this now, but I wasn't a very good student. I wasn't smart enough to just get by. I wasn't focused enough in class. I rarely passed exams. I skipped assignments. I was constantly on academic probation. Not that your grandmother would ever know, but at the time, I was thinking of doing what you were later accused of doing: selling all my belon..
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Karin Slaughter |
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It was odd how you could love something so much, but forget about it when it wasn't right under your nose.
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Karin Slaughter |
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the reason the middle class had it so good was because they expected things to be better. They wouldn't settle for less than they were worth. They'd just get into their shiny cars and go where they were appreciated. Poor people, on the other hand, were used to just taking what was given to them and being grateful for it.
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Karin Slaughter |
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A few years after you disappeared, a postal worker named Ben Carver was sentenced to death for murdering six young men. (He is a homosexual, which, according to Huckleberry, means he is not attracted to murdering young women.) Rumors have it that Carver cannibalized some of his victims, but there was never a trial, so the more salacious details were not made public. I found Carver's name in the sheriff's file ten months ago, the fifth anniv..
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Karin Slaughter |
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Trust me, sweetheart, there is a reason centuries of fathers have fought brutal wars to protect the concept of Immaculate Conception.
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virgin
purity
protection
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Karin Slaughter |
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First you must have the images. Then come the words." --Robert James Waller."
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Karin Slaughter |
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There was no part of this house that felt inviting. Paul's cold, calculating hand could be seen behind every choice. The concrete on the entryway floor was polished to a dark mirror straight out of Snow White. The spiral stairs looked like a robot's asshole. The endless white walls made Lydia feel like she was trapped inside a straightjacket. The sooner she was out of here the better.
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Karin Slaughter |