She was noisy and hilarious and enthusiastic, and her hair was always abominably done. "I am. They were things I had meant very much to talk to you about, so that I went home vexed and disappointed, and only relieved myself a little by writing a few verses. “Holy shit!” Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles and reverberated by metal desks. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man.
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