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"“As a child, at twelve or thirteen, she entertained vivid fantasies of gilded strangers on horseback, riding into the courtyard of their house to spirit her away to some castle. But then she was forced to speak to men, and the fantasies dissolved like sugar in hot water, leaving a fading sweetness that quickly turned stale between teeth.”" — Nov 19, 2025 04:58PM
"“As a child, at twelve or thirteen, she entertained vivid fantasies of gilded strangers on horseback, riding into the courtyard of their house to spirit her away to some castle. But then she was forced to speak to men, and the fantasies dissolved like sugar in hot water, leaving a fading sweetness that quickly turned stale between teeth.”" — Nov 19, 2025 04:58PM
“Brendan cleared his throat hard. “What does ‘follow’ mean?”
“Don’t,” Deke rushed to say. “Don’t press it.”
His thumb was already on the way back up. “Too late.”
All three of his crew members surged to their feet. “No. Brendan, don’t tell me you just tapped the blue button,” Sanders groaned, hands on his mop of red hair. “She’s going to see you followed her. She’s going to know you internet stalked her.”
“Can’t I just unfollow now?” Brendan started to tap again.
Fox lunged forward. “No! No, that’s even worse. If she already noticed you followed her, she’s just going to think you’re playing games.”
“Jesus. I’m deleting the whole thing,” Brendan said, throwing the offending device onto the dashboard.”
― It Happened One Summer
“Don’t,” Deke rushed to say. “Don’t press it.”
His thumb was already on the way back up. “Too late.”
All three of his crew members surged to their feet. “No. Brendan, don’t tell me you just tapped the blue button,” Sanders groaned, hands on his mop of red hair. “She’s going to see you followed her. She’s going to know you internet stalked her.”
“Can’t I just unfollow now?” Brendan started to tap again.
Fox lunged forward. “No! No, that’s even worse. If she already noticed you followed her, she’s just going to think you’re playing games.”
“Jesus. I’m deleting the whole thing,” Brendan said, throwing the offending device onto the dashboard.”
― It Happened One Summer
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