Picture a scene from a horror movie—it usually goes something like this: The heroine sits on the couch to watch television after putting the kids to bed. 690 more words
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“When I die, please don’t let there be any gardenias at my funeral,” she said, staring blankly out the car window.
All the lights in the history of time reflected in the wet street as the caravan of shiny black Town Cars crawled through Manhattan at dusk. 412 more words