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to the age where most friends are married, have children, and migrate to the periphery. But thinking about leaving the city in the immediate sense of it still makes a strange feeling. My head filled with typical New York City-centric imagery in one day's collection; skating at Rockefeller Plaza; sipping wine on the open terrace of a skyscraper in the middle of the summer - and suddenly I felt nostalgic over the days. I even nostalgia for tonight, for Andy's dinner with me, for our memories right now. "Say something," Andy said, pulling an ear, which he pointed at. do when anxious - or when you really care about something. Surely the same type of pulling ears when you propose, and I suddenly felt this moment is no different. He asked me how I feel about a big change. One of our ladder steps apart. It's not the same kind of transformation as marriage, but in many ways, it's even a big change. I reached for Andy's hand, holding my hand, hoping how much he could make me happy. hearted, but also want to be completely honest with him anymore. "I thought that would be really great," I say, sounding less disturbed than the real feeling in my heart - however true, I'm not sure how I feel. Andy nods, I know. And believe me, I'm not trying to put you on the edge. But ... I wanted to show you this. "He left my hand and put it in his sports jacket, pulling out a folded newspaper. I picked up the newspaper from his hand, opened it and stared at the old cedar tree and brick house with covered front porch, like a series of Margot homes emailed me. From the time we came back, always attached a sentence like, "My Neighborhood!" or "Perfect for you!" But this house was not from Margot after she killed time on the side. computer throughout today. This house is from Andy through champagne in Bouley. "Do you like it?" He hesitated, though what he wanted from my answer was very, very clear. "Of course," I said, Browse through the details in the footnotes below the photo - five bedrooms, four and a half bathrooms (???), fenced backyard, heated pool, high ceilings, Basement with natural light is complete, garages can accommodate three cars, rooms for maids, shelves serving all three floors. Absolutely nothing to do not like. It is a dream home in every way - unlike any house in my hometown or even any house I can imagine as a child. It's not like my imagination, even if my mother makes sure that I will have a good life filled with beautiful things, beautiful people. "Mother is not worried about me, Ellen," she say, stroke my hair. It was a week before she left, as soon as she had just returned from the hospital after her last visit, and I remember listening to her soft, imaginative voice, imagining My adult life with a husband, a house and my children - and wondered if any of those things could heal the pain of losing my mother. I looked up from the newspaper. and said, "The house is so nice, Andy. It's really beautiful. "" And it's beautiful inside, too, "Andy said quickly. "Margot said it was already inside ... for a kids costume show or something. It says in the basement there is ample work space for you to build your property. I will not have to rent office anymore. Just leave the pajamas down the stairs ... And the best part is - that house, sort of, a hundred yards from the Margot and Webb homes. Is not it so wonderful? "I nodded, absorbing all that." It's really perfect, "Andy said. "Perfect for us. Perfect for a family we want. "I looked down at the house, noticing the price tag. Gambling is something Andy and I do not talk about often - Margot and me share that same trait - but while Margot seems completely oblivious to family possessions, sometimes he seems shy about it, almost feel guilty. As a result, he made some choices, like our small apartment, so sometimes I forgot how rich he really was. 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Love You By Me - Chapter 13

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Love On My Side

Author: Emily Giffin

Chapter 13
"You know how I fall into all of that," my sister said a few days later, when I called her about the migration to Atlanta-it seemed-likely to happen. Her tone was not too critical, but it was a clear tone of control. "I know right away."
And you know I'll react like this, I think, but still say, "I do not call it 'fall into'. Firstly, we have not made the final decision ... "
Suzanne interrupted, "Just promise I will not start talking in a heavy Southern accent."
"Atlanta people do not talk too hard," I say. "Only occasionally ... Andy almost never speaks heavy."
"And do not start to use the word we have," she said in a gloomy voice, as if demanding a pledge that I would not join a scary cult and drink their holy water. "You are a Yankee, do not forget that."
"Okay. If we move - and that is still the case - I will hold on against the heavy accent, and you will be loyal to us instead of us. I also vowed never to drive a convertible car, flutter the Union flag, or whiskey distillery in the backyard, resting after sorting dirty laundry into brightly colored and darkened bricks.
Regardless of the perceived feeling that I

realized from Suzanne that she totally disliked Andy and Margot as well as their world, I still smiled. I love you deeply, and it's great to finally hear your voice after weeks of connecting to an answering machine. From the time of university, only occasionally we contacted each other, depending on their schedules, and more importantly, depending on Suzanne's mood. Sometimes you just disappeared, and no bum can take you back if you do not feel good and ready.
As a result, I learned how to list a list of frequently updated topics, so that at this point, I removed the list from my workbook. I know I will not forget important things - like Atlanta or Drake - but I never want to get rid of the scathing stories for fear that our conversation will lose its usual comfort. . I can not imagine it happening, but I also know it is normal for a sister, especially when they do not live together or have much in common - or more importantly, not a single person. Mother keeps them together. I do not understand why I feel if I tell you life stories in my life - whether it's the cream I use, or the email I suddenly receive from a guy I know Knowing from the high school days, or some happy anniversary of our parents giving us shoe buys to go back to school on a Labor Day - we will never fall into the mere exchange of topics between sister in the house. We will always be closer than two mature women call to ask each other purely for family responsibilities.
So I took a look at the issues on my list and updated her situation - things really are not