All right, all right,” he said, with that gesture I’d come to hate: two open palms facing me and patting the air, as if pushing me away, pushing me down, pushing any tears I might be preparing to cry back into their ducts.

All right, all right,” he said, with that gesture I’d come to hate: two open palms facing me and patting the air, as if pushing me away, pushing me down, pushing any tears I might be preparing to cry back into their ducts.

– Kathleen Rooney –

Lillian Boxfish Takes a Walk

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