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Penny Reid

Penny Reid

  • Deza Diego
    Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    Chuck, the chuckling honeydew.
  • Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    They always start the same: the guy tells me he feels comfortable with me even though we don’t know each other. He searches his brain for the reason why, then tells me that I remind him of someone else—his first girlfriend, the girl next door, or the girl who got away. I probe deeper, and he admits it was an older woman, a kind teacher or an aunt or, worse, his mother. He tells me how much that relationship meant to him, then he unloads more than I will ever want to know about his life, his dreams, his expectations, how he failed his parents or siblings or friends, or how they failed him.

    In the end, he cries.
  • Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    When he spoke, life was good.

    It did things to me.
  • Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    It was, as usual, a delicious replacement for physical contact, my comfort food.
  • Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    “He said you won’t return his calls.”

    My smile faltered and I tried not to sound brittle. “I have enough male friends. I’ve decided to give them up for Lent.”

    “Lent isn’t for another two weeks.”
  • Deza Diegoцитирует2 года назад
    “He stares openly at people. It’s as if he has no fear—that or very little understanding of normal social behavior, or a complete disregard for it. Maybe it’s a bit of all three.”
  • Hannah H. Gomaaцитирует2 года назад
    Maybe I was destined to never have a romantic partner.
  • Hannah H. Gomaaцитирует2 года назад
    I’d prefer to be embarrassed with a truth than coddled with a lie.
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