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Georgia had beaten Auburn last night. The town was sleeping off the win.
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Remember--the Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
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moved as he swallowed. "After"
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He felt about as useless as a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest
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funny
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As hard as it was to hold on to things, it was even harder to let them go.
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stupid fucker.
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see this with abused children sometimes, where, as a form of self-defense, they've learned to read mood and nuance better than the typical child. They absorb an incredible amount of blame to keep the peace. They are the ultimate survivors.
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An autopsy was an act of violence itself, the ultimate invasion. Every body tells a story. A person's life and death can be exposed in all their glory and shame simply by looking beneath the skin.
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got to figure out before I die whether I want to be happy or I want to be right.
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fund-raiser where the whitest men and women in North Atlanta sat around in Dolce & Gabbana sampling perogies and Swedish meatballs made by their children's nannies.
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up
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How had her mother fallen in with these idiots?
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Laura was not a lonely teenaged girl anymore. She was fifty-five years old. She was a mother, a cancer survivor, a businesswoman. This was her life, Not Nick,
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40.
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That's how it's been happening since Jesus lost his sandals.
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repeated Jasper's words, because in the future, if she ever wavered about never talking to her brother again, she wanted to remember in detail everything he had said. She told him, "I have the paperwork, Jasper. All of it. I'll testify in front of any judge that it's your signature. I'll tell them that you knew about Oslo, and I'll tell them that you wanted to frame Andrew for everything." Jasper stared at her. "How can you choose him over ..
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Belle Isle Andy hadn't had a drink since she'd returned home. She wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to break the streak. Still, she took a cup and sat cross-legged on the floor so that her dad could sit in the chair
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receiver,
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Paul. She hadn't just watched him die. She had taken in his death like a hummingbird drawing nectar.
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It was getting to be so ridiculous, she was surprised there weren't special schools for the boring, average children.
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Andy opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. It felt good, but she couldn't scream for the rest of her life.
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Her birthday was yesterday, August twentieth. Why had Laura said that she was born in January? 6 Andy drove up and down what seemed like the city of Carrollton's main drag.
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he was crying, but then she realized that he was probably trying to regain his composure so that Andy wouldn't be even more worried when she saw him. She had seen Gordon cry once, and only once, before. It was at the beginning of her parents' divorce. He hadn't let go and sobbed or anything. What he had done was so much worse. Tears had rolled down his cheeks, one long drip after another, like condensation on the side of a glass. He'd kept ..
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Lydia's vingers stuitten op de lege bodem van de chipszak. Ze voelde zich ellendig. Ze had die chips helemaal niet gewild. Na de eerste hap proefde ze ze eigenlijk niet eens meer.
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Men never have to be uncomfortable around women. Women have to be uncomfortable around men all of the time.
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The worst part was that she was turning into one of those annoying people who got so caught up whining about a bad situation that they forgot they were actually capable of doing something about it.
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when she got out of her car. Faith hadn't realized that something was wrong until well after the music stopped. Will let her run through the story--the torn-up house, the dead man she'd found and the two that she had killed herself. When she was finished, he played it all back in his head, seeing Faith standing in the carport by the shed, going back to her car. Despite her recent medical issues, her memory seemed crystal clear now. She had ..
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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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They tried to bury us. They didn't know we were seeds.
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No matter how far you run, you always ended up back where you started.
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War was nothing but a grand experiment. Behind every senseless tragedy, there was some guy with a clipboard.
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May God keep my going out and my coming in from now on and ever more.
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My point is that you see these people in a way that I will never see them. Your experiences are no longer my experiences. I can't guide you any longer because I don't know where you're going.
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The entire world gave men the responsibility for everything in it except for their dicks.
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looked like a deformed monkey holding either a baseball bat or an erect penis in his three-fingered hand. Lena sighed, wondering what the fuck she was doing here. Maybe she should just go to the station tomorrow and talk to Jeffrey. There had to be a way to convince him that she was not involved in this case. She should just go home right now, pour herself a drink, and try to get some sleep, so that when the
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Nice to have an option," Sara mumbled. Cathy had practically poked her girls with a stick. "What"
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Faith gripped the steering wheel. "I hate rape cases. You don't throw a murder case to a jury and they ask, 'Well, was the guy really murdered or is he lying because he wants the attention? And what was he doing in that part of town? And why was he drinking? And what about all those murderers he dated before?"
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Lena had never understood people sending flowers to a funeral home, but she finally realized that the flowers were something for the living to enjoy, a reminder that there was still life in the world, that people could go on.
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what she really wanted from him, needed from him, was to know that she could always pick up the phone and he would be there. That was all Lena had ever wanted from Hank. That was actually the one thing he had always given her.
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She knew that there came a point when your mind told you everything was wrong, but your body betrayed you anyway, reaching out for whatever comfort was offered.
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Right. And when we asked the other inmates why she did it, they said that girls had been stealing her stuff. Not just her commissary. She'd put down a pen and the next thing she knows, it's missing. She'd take off her socks and they'd disappear. They even stole her trash. Why do you think they did that?' He shrugged. 'To be mean.' 'To make her understand that nothing belonged to her. That no matter how important or inconsequential, they cou..
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She had dozens, even hundreds, of friends, but not one single person knew all of the pieces of her.
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Karin Slaughter |
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What's that noise?" she asked. Jeb pointed to a gutter hanging off the roofline. "I'm just now getting to it," he"
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a large chifforobe wedged into a small closet that their mother said they'd have to pay Tom Robinson a nickel to bust up.
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