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I'm finding it depressing for whatever reason...

She felt like a caricature to Madeline. It was impossible to imagine her doing anything normal. Was she ever grumpy? Did she ever yell? Fall about laughing? Eat too much? Drink too much? Call out for someone to bring her toilet paper? Lose her car keys? Was she ever just a human being?

Ziggy was the reason they were here today, she reminded herself. Poor Ziggy wouldn’t have been at the party. Dear little fatherless Ziggy. Who was possibly a secret psychopathic bully . . . but still!

“Oh, him! The under-seven age coordinator.” Madeline spat the words “under-seven age coordinator” as if they were “serial killer.” “I shall loathe that man until the day I die!”

'I can’t stand the word “mum.” It’s a frumpy word. “Mom” is better. With an o. It sounds skinnier. ' Haha. Oiy.

'She was feeling nervous and therefore behaving briskly in front of the cat, the same way she’d once done with her children when her husband was away and there were strange noises in the night.'

'He is grasping around, searching for something. He is mind-fucked. Now I know what that means. We have both been mind-fucked.'

'For hours Catherine lies in the dark, listening to her mother’s loneliness:'

'but she acknowledged the flaw in her experiment: that the fear and loneliness of being swallowed by a vast ocean cannot be replicated by submersion in an avocado-coloured plastic tub in the safety of your own home.'

Creeeeeepy old guy.

Gripping! "Wine and anxiety, a dangerous combination. She should know by now not to mix her poisons."

I love alternate version Astraia.