“Get everything done now,” Ben insists. He is worried one or both of us will lose our jobs. But I don’t like to go to the dentist. Won’t he just have bad news for me? “Please, Lizzie,” he says. “You’ve had that temporary crown for years.”
Sunday, June 14, 2020
the last book I ever read (Weather: A Novel by Jenny Offill, excerpt seven)
“Get everything done now,” Ben insists. He is worried one or both of us will lose our jobs. But I don’t like to go to the dentist. Won’t he just have bad news for me? “Please, Lizzie,” he says. “You’ve had that temporary crown for years.”
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