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You want to go back to my house the long way?" he asked. "Or the shortcut? You have to be cold-" "Long way," I replied. "The long way, for sure."
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Sometimes people graduate but they don't leave. They hang around for years, for no reason. I would think of ghosts like that, I decided.
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letting-go
college
ghosts
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I'd love to be a tabletop in Paris, where food is art and life combined in one, where people gather and talk for hours. I want lovers to meet over me. I'd want to be covered in drops of candle wax and breadcrumbs and rings from the bottom of wineglasses. I would never be lonely, and I would always serve a good purpose.
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travel
travel-quotes
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travel-writing
young-adult-fiction
france
paris
parisians
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Last things were so strange. Most people had no control over of what their last acts would be.
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Maureen Johnson |
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You've never told me about your love life, Scarlett. You're a very pretty girl. You must have a boy shacked up somewhere for your personal delights. I'd bet it's a booky one, overtones of Harry Potter and a lot of black T-shirts.
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Maureen Johnson |
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If they bulge in the brain or anywhere else of interest, the wallet is a good alternate location. And I should know.
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Maureen Johnson |
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Nowhere was good. Except with Eric. He had both perfumed and poisoned her entire world.
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Maureen Johnson |
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Is this all right?" he asked. He was using that very low, somewhat husky universal kissing voice. "Huh?" I said, because I am sexy."
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Maureen Johnson |
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I had always liked him, but it never occurred to me to like him, like him.
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Maureen Johnson |
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I felt like I was faking all of this, like I was playing the part of a student. I had the costume and the props, but I didn't really belong here. I'd pinned notes on the stupid corkboard backing of my desk, and I'd highlighted things...But it was all so meaningless. For about an hour, I had an overwheling urge to grab my bag, stuff in a few things, and take the next train to Bristol. I could be back on my parents' couch that night if I got ..
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