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” She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and he, too, said no more. Because their human lives were so short, the happily married had no time to get sick of one another. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. He was snoring stupidly. Forever Fifteen’s characters can be seen proliferating in any affluent suburb near you: the middle class family struggling to survive in a uber-posh neighborhood while supporting three kids, the listless sixteen year old gifted student who decides Nazi fashion is “cool” for a week, the over-involved Ivy League bound kid next door, and the remodeling-obsessed ice queen sadly more interested in keeping up with the Joneses than with loving her own family. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. But in the appendix of the dictionary she had discovered magic names—Hugo, Dumas, Thackeray, Hawthorne, Lytton. Shari’s married and got two kids on her, a boy and a girl, twins, no less. You'll find me at supper.
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