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“I almost can't believe you won first place, because the painting deserves it so much, and people who deserve to win hardly ever do.” — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
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“The students adore your father,' a perfumed woman said to me. 'Aren't you lucky to live with such a charming man!' 'He's even more… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“This year I have Sister Mary Joseph for Religion. Right away I could tell she was going to become my archenemy. She has a… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Don, we're huge fans," I said. "Don, we're huge fans," he shot back in a high-pitched voice meant to mock me. What a jerk,… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“I had no cause to be happy. I felt sad with a good reason, and it wouldn't be right to mess with that feeling.… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Those antidepressants Dr. Huang gave her were some kind of miracle drug. I considered giving them a try, but I didn't think they'd work… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“The whole summer stretched out before us, long, hot, endless. September flashed like a tiny red warning light in the distance, but if I… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
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“He's as bad as my mother. Maybe worse. He's a market-research consultant. He studies people's facial expressions to see how they feel about commercials… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
