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The performance begins without prelude.
Quietly at first, as we await our breakfast, Hallie catches sight of herself in the mirror and begins to chatter, rapidly but softly, with an intense staccato that slowly builds as, with virtuosic restraint, she works her way, rung by rung, up to the emotional highwire where, finally, she releases all in a swooning crescendo, her arm sweeping the sky as she falls away in a blood curdling “Noooooooooooo!” A brief pause follows, and then she strains against the straps of her booster chair to check her reflection. 435 more words
It seems like yesterday that we were listening to Marshall Mathers roast his daughters mother to the point where he wanted to chop her head off and throw her body in a river. 212 more words