Your Duck Is My Duck

My 5 highlights

• “Oh, please. But darling, I’ll make you and Ed a big, beautiful wedding.” “No,” Emma said. “I want to get married at City Hall. “I want to get married at City Hall,” Emma told Ed later.

• I wore one of Christa’s lovely dresses for the occasion, the only one that didn’t make me look seriously delusional.

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• There was a soreness on her skin as if she had been slung into a bag in the rear of a van and driven over rutted roads. She swung her legs out of bed. She could feel the floor’s molecular thrum.

• “Isn’t it wonderful?” Luther says, as the waiter hurries from one of them to the next, setting down immense breakfasts. “We’ve lived long enough for eggs to be healthy again.”