Anne Schlebusch
“Maggie was surprised to find her heart flipping. At 70 you think that’s all over. You’re too creaky, too selfish, too afraid of infirmity, too focused on staving off dependency, too focused on your unreliable knees and your wobbles on the stairs. Too farty.”
― Bloomer
― Bloomer
“They looked at each other and enjoyed a chain of grins. They liked the idea of being Bloomers. It was a totally apt and enticing term. Fun, lively, taking them forward. Their own word. Lekker!”
― Bloomer
― Bloomer
“Maggie knew she was a Boomer. Born 1950. A life bookended by World War 2 and Covid-19. Seventy years and now this damnable scythe of death.”
― Bloomer
― Bloomer
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