Sublime

I held her and rocked her gently and she wept and wept and wept. And I was reminded that you should really want to have a baby if you’re going to have a baby.

He’s seeing someone. Of course he would find a partner, of course he wouldn’t live an eternally thwarted life without her, he would just be happy with someone else, and she feels it in her stomach, her groin, the compression in her chest and at the back of her knees as she scrolls and scrolls: Carter with this laughing woman, her wide sunhat, her p

“The self-importance of gods,” Millie said, “what a wonderful title for a novel.” Millie, needless to say, wanted to be a writer. Or an artist, or a singer, or a dancer, or an actress. Anything where she might be the center of attention.

‘I like the idea of keeping a long relationship exciting with non-monogamy. Why cut yourself off from the experience of falling in love over and over and over again?’ ‘Why

‘Okay, well, do you know who’s going to be the talk of the mum WhatsApp groups tonight? Do you know who’s going to get slagged off for being a plastic sugar parent?’ she asks, faintly demonically, as she opens a pack of the party bag sweets and starts chomping at them. ‘It ain’t you, Avi. It never is.’

Judith struggled to be sympathetic. Why couldn’t people be happy with who they were?

Eating doesn’t seem to have the same magnetism as the symbolic potency of the foods themselves.

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