How do you want to cook this fish? How do you want to cook this fish? Harris asked.
What?
Claire heard: How do you want to cook this fish?
Breaded, she said.
Fine, Harris said.
What?
Fine!
We have not slept together for three hundred nights, she thought. We have not slept together for three hundred nights.
His rough, tender hands not ed around me.
Lawnmower. His rough, tender hands ed around the handles of the lawnmower. Not around me.
What?
Where did you hide the bread crumbs?
What?
The bread crumbs!
Behind the Cheerios!
Claire telephoned her mother. Her mothers sel was broccoli, mostly, but who else was she going to talk to?
What?
You have to be optimistic. Be be be. Optimistic.
What?
Optimistic, her mother said, they gh phases. As they get older. They have less toleranonotony.
Im monotony?
They gh phases. As they grow older. They like to think that their futures are ahead of them. This is ludicrous, of course --
Oh oh oh oh.
Ludicrous, of course, but……（内容加载失败！）
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