Tess Masters - Audiobook

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tests Masters, This is from delicious. By Susan Mallery Penny Jackson knew that it was probably wrong to be so excited to see her ex husband come crawling back, but she was willing to live with the character flaw. You know he's gonna want to hire you. Her friend Naomi said, Oh, yeah, a sweet smell of validation. Penny leaned back in her chair and considered the possibilities. I want him to bag. Not in a vicious I hate your guts way but more. Is that show of support for divorced women everywhere? Naomi asked. Penny laughed. Exactly. I suppose that makes me petty and small. Maybe, but you're looking especially fabulous today. If that helps a little any smooth the front of her loose sweater and glanced at the clock. We're meeting for lunch downtown. A neutral location, No memories. Good or bad. Stay away from the good ones, Naomi warned her. You always wear a sucker where cow was concerned. That was so three years ago and completely over him. I've moved on, right? Naomi didn't look convinced. Don't think about how great he looks in his clothes or out of them. Instead. Remember how he broke your heart light about wanting Children and trampled your fragile dreams easy enough. Penny thought the flicker of annoyance muscling in on her good mood. Nearly as bad. Four years ago, she'd applied for a job is a cooking Buchanan's. When a cow's families restaurants, the job had been strictly entry level, she would have been in charge of salads. There have been 10 other applicants. Worried she wouldn't make the cut. Penny, it asked her, then husband to put in a good word for her with his grandmother. He'd refused when she hadn't gotten the job. This time the jobs coming to me, Penny said. I intend to take advantage of that and him in a strictly business way. Of course, of course they owe me, Echoed, not sounding the least bit convinced he's trouble for you. Always has been Be careful, and he stood and reached for her purse. When am I not ask for lots of money? I promise. Don't think about having sex with him, Penny laughed. Please, that isn't an issue. You'll see. This is from Girl interrupted by Susanna Kaysen's. I need some fresh air, said Lisa. We were sitting on the floor in front of the nursing station. As usual, Daisy passed by. Give me a cigarette, she said. Catch your own *****, said Lisa. Then she gave her one. I need some fresh air, Lisa repeated. She stubbed her cigarette out on the brown and beige speckled rug and stood up. She put her head into the nursing station in through the open half of the Dutch door. I need some ******* air. Just a minute, Lisa said, a voice from inside. Lisa banged on the sill that divided the top and bottom halves of the door. This is illegal. You can't keep a person inside a building. For months. I'm gonna call my lawyer. The head nurse came out and leaned on the sill. What's up, Lisa? She said, sounding tired. I want some ******* fresh air. You don't have to yell, said the head nurse. Well, how the **** else am I going to get any attention in this place? Lisa always called the hospital. This place. I'm right in front of you now, the head nurse said. I'm paying attention. Then you know what I want. I'll get a NATO open your window, said the head nurse window, said Lisa She took a few steps down the hall so that all of us, including the head nurse, could see her. You know, I'd like to know how you'd manage this place. Never going outside, never even breathing fresh air. Never being able to open your own ******* window with a bunch of sissy ***** is telling you what to do. He wouldn't last 10 minutes in this place. ******* *****! Said Daisy. Who asked you? He's appointed a daisy. Give me a cigarette. Said Daisy. Get your own Said Lisa. She turned to the head nurse. I'm gonna call my lawyer. Okay? Said that nurse. She was pretty smart. Do you think I got no rights? Is that what you think? Should I put the call through? Lisa waved her arm dismissively. Yeah, Open the window. You're such a bore, said the head nurse. She pressed the security buzzer that unlocked the bottom of the door and came out into the hall with us. Lisa smiled to open a window. A staff person had to unlock the security screen, which was a thick, impregnable mesh on a steel frame. Then lift the heavy, unbreakable glass pane window, then shut and re lock the security screen. This took about three minutes, and it was hard work but was usually done by the AIDS. Okay, she said. She wrapped on the nursing station door to be buzzed back in. Lisa lit another cigarette. Your windows open, said the head nurse. I'm aware of that, said Lisa. You weren't even going in there. Are you the head nurse side? Hey, man, said Lisa. It passes the time. I mean, that took up 20 minutes, maybe half a Nower. The buzzer sounded. The head nurse opened the door, went inside and leaned on the sill again. Yes, it does Pass the time, she said. Give me a cigarette. Daisy said. Can't your own *****? Said Lisa. Then she gave her one. This is from up the duff, a really guide to pregnancy bike as cook. So I pop along to a group physical therapy session about exercise at the maternity hospital. I'm very annoyed to discover that mad exercising in the last few weeks of pregnancy will not actually guarantee a short labor. This seems to be another major design fault with this whole pregnancy caper. Along with the painful childbirth, a woman named Anthea, wearing a black velvet Alice band on her long blonde hair and shoes that cost more than a lot. The rest of the rooms, Close added together, tells the class rather smugly, Well, I'm still going to the gym every day and doing a special program of exercise and waits. She looks bloody shocking has a great peller in a scare Lee theme for someone who's up the doff Lorraine, the physio asks her if her gym instructor has a state government health department pregnancy accreditation? No, Anthea says, rather patronizing Lee, explaining that it's a very superior sort of Jim and that they do know she's pregnant, that it's frightfully expensive. Later in the class, when the rain explains an abdominal muscle injury that causes bits of your organs to poke through in a line under the skin of your tummy. In a characteristic shape, Anthea squeals in recognition. Oh my God, I've got that and goes to be quiet for the rest of the class. One imagines that the very superior GM is about to receive a call from her frightfully expensive lawyer with