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“Mrs. Threadgoode pulled something out of the Cracker Jack box and all of a sudden her eyes lit up. “Oh Evelyn, look! Here’s my…

— Fannie Flagg

“I picked it up, stared at it, and thought: Why am I the one bending and lifting while he sits downstairs complaining about his…

— Belinda Kelderhouse

“My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I…

— Rachel Cohn

“Every time I thought the bag must be empty, he brought yet another item out. It was like he'd hijacked Mary Poppins's luggage on…

— Abigail Barnette

“Bless you, my son." She sank onto the cushy chair, legs splayed. "So ladylike. No wonder your ring finger is lonely." "How about this…

— Haley Walsh

“So you’re the little smart ass from Poleglass.” I wanted to point out he sounded like Dr. Seuss but bit my lip and remembered…

— David Louden

“It is my favorite thing, I think, that I have ever seen. Sometimes I catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It…

— Anthony Doerr

“. . . I had on . . . black jeggings under a fitted, sleeveless, flowered dress, so he could see my true shape…

— Eric Jerome Dickey

“He was like a nearly-there Rubik's Cube - this sealed box, all perfect edges and matched-up colors, except for the occasional hopeless misalignment, a…

— Alexis Hall

“I brug you two [gifts] . . . I gots the little here in my pockie.' He dug one hand deep into his pocket…

— Lois Lowry

“It’s finger time!” Steve simply grunted. Li responded like she always had to the request over the past years, by walking over to the…

— Phil Wohl

“Dude, you've been fingering that box in your pocket all this time? I thought you had crabs or something. I was going to let…

— Tara Sivec