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"But a man may love his wife!" cried Spurlock, utterly bewildered. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up
brim. Mrs. Forever Fifteen’s characters can be seen proliferating
in any affluent suburb near you: the middle class
family struggling to survive in a uber-posh
neighborhood while supporting three kids, the
listless sixteen year old gifted student who decides
Nazi fashion is “cool” for a week, the over-involved
Ivy League bound kid next door, and the
remodeling-obsessed ice queen sadly more interested
in keeping up with the Joneses than with loving her
own family. But this chap is good wine yet. Not once during the
ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of
the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the
world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure
to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. “Hello? She’s like, your girlfriend, not mine. She
had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. She could
tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly
from the petite furniture. We'll come back for that by
and by, and the dressing-gown.
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