. . . she gave him one of those broad smiles she reserved for strangers, as if she were aware of being able to pass, in their eyes, for an ordinary woman.

The houses stood like men in unpressed suits, who had lost the desire to stand straight:

To have you here, you mean-in reach and yet out of reach? To meet you in this way, on the sly? It's the very reverse of what I want.

Detta var i princip det värsta som skulle kunnat drabba min tävlingsinriktade hustru: ett samhälle med belåtna medelmåttor.

Written By Gillian Flynn

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