Widowhood sure as shit becomes you. Christ, look at you.
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Lauren Groff
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Mathilde and Lotto held hands in the taxi going to brunch, communicating, not speaking.

By Lauren Groff

Life was rich with possibility, or life was possibly rich...She felt incandescent with the news.

By Lauren Groff

It was mathematical, marriage. Not, as one might expect, additional. It was exponential.

By Lauren Groff

Ever since the other boy had arrived half way through the semester, he'd been so blue, he was practically iridescent.

By Lauren Groff
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