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342 pages, Hardcover
First published August 31, 2010
"It's not rape," Andie snapped. "Because May says you would have slept with all of them anyway. And since you were already doing two of them, I think she's right." She looked into the camera. "That's right, Columbus, your reporter here nailed three guys in one night, sixty percent of the adult male population of this house. Let's give the little lady a hand."I suspect Crusie wanted the drama but didn't want to deal with the consequences, which among other things would have made us feel sympathy for an unsympathetic character. So not only is Crusie pretending it's not rape, she's using rape as punishment.
"It's not rape," Andie snapped. "Because May says you would have slept with all of them anyway. And since you were already doing two of them, I think she's right." She looked into the camera. "That's right, Columbus, your reporter here nailed three guys in one night, sixty percent of the adult male population of this house. Let's give the little lady a hand." (255-56)
This book takes place in 1992.
Because.
She sounded worried, and North tried to think of a way to make her feel better and then realized that was ridiculous. She was doing a job for him, she hadn't called for comfort, they weren't married anymore no matter what lies she was telling down there, he had Mrs. Nash waiting, and there was nothing he could do anyway . . . "Do you need me to come down there?"
"No, I can handle this," she said, her voice as confident as ever. "It's the kids I'm worried about. I don't know if I can make things normal for them. I think I can make things better."
"You always make things better."
The silence stretched out at the other end of the phone as he thought, Dumb thing to say, and then she said, "Thank you." Her voice was softer than it had been, and it brought the past rushing back again.
"You're welcome," he said, thinking, Get off the damn phone. "I'll get you your cable and your contractor and somebody to fix the phones."
"I know you will. You always come through."
Jesus. "Call me if there's anything else," he said briskly, trying to find his way back to normal.
"I thought we weren't supposed to talk to each other."
"I was going through an independent phase," North said, and then closed his eyes as her laugh bubbled through the phone.
"That was a helluva long phase. I'll call if there's anything else. You have a good day."
She hung up, and he sat there with the phone in his hand for a minute, trying to find his way back to normal.