“Now, okay, important knitting life lesson right here: don’t go acrylic. Just don’t. Acrylic’s what you’re gonna find at, like, Wal-Mart, and… — Hannah Johnson Barbed wire Copy Share Image
“Afterwards, we don’t head straight back to work. Instead, we stop at McDonald’s. Kristy gets a Happy Meal. Cora gets like four… — Hannah Johnson Big mac Copy Share Image
“I’ve got this perception of Beethoven where he’s just, like, really pissed all the time. Yeah, ol’ Ludwig, he had a lot… — Hannah Johnson Time Copy Share Image
“Kristy smiles at both of us, the kind of smile that makes Julie Andrews look like a jaded crack whore.” — Hannah Johnson Julie Andrews Copy Share Image
“Arthur reaches over to take them. As he does, his thumb brushes my thumb, and it’s so cold, this sudden shock of… — Hannah Johnson Front door Copy Share Image
“I use my mom’s shampoo sometimes,” I blurt out. “I know I shouldn’t. I know it’s lady shampoo. But it smells better… — Hannah Johnson Blue ocean Copy Share Image
“Arthur finally winds up just linking his arm through mine, real tight, and we walk really slow. There are other people around,… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“Mitch is perhaps the most reassuring sight of all. He’s sitting up really straight – like, somebody put a leather-bound tome on… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“Shhh,” she orders, reaching across the table and pressing her finger against my lips. “This is Mommy’s Lifetime monologue.” — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“He doesn’t quite kiss me, even though he’s close enough to. I look at him, loving the quiet and the quirk of… — Hannah Johnson Happy Thinking Copy Share Image
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“This is going to be hideously trite,” he says. “Prepare yourself.” “Prepared.” “It’s Christmas. You love them. They love you. More than… — Hannah Johnson God bless Copy Share Image
“That’s the kinda stuff that you’ve gotta figure out on your own, I think. Soul searching’s one of those things you do… — Hannah Johnson Life Copy Share Image
“Backstage passes at a middle school choir concert. I hang with a crew who knows how to live.” — Hannah Johnson Middle school Copy Share Image
“Well,” he says; a smile curves his mouth, promising wonderful acts of misbehavior, “in that case—” And, well. I like my body… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“I think back to our fearsome disaster of a night together, with the Old Yeller and the awkward and her pretty much… — Hannah Johnson Old yeller Copy Share Image
“Dude!” Rudy exclaims, thundering out of his room like the Odyssey Cyclops leaving his sheep cave. The walls shake.” — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“What are we calling that, exactly?” I ask. Arthur ponders this for a moment. “Hmm. How about … Haphazard Medley Inspired By… — Hannah Johnson Parenting Copy Share Image
“I surreptitiously attempt to practice his I’m Here And I’m Listening And I’m The Best Damn Boyfriend Ever expression on my own… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“Um,” Arthur says. He’s looking at me dead-on, like he’s forcing himself to do it. God, I wish he would knock it… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“I’ve never been a very lonely person. I’m very good at being on my own. But after I met him, I lost… — Hannah Johnson Fall in love Copy Share Image
“I set off on a mighty search for my pants, which I eventually discover underneath the futon. Sorry, pants. You serve me… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“Hey, Arthur?” “Yes?” “Thank you for turning into a lunatic that one time, chasing a bunch of shoplifting teenagers through a rainstorm,… — Hannah Johnson Copy Share Image
“I can be in control of my own actions, despite what my track record might imply to the contrary, and suddenly, I… — Hannah Johnson Hold my hand Copy Share Image
