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After all: What were good Christian men if not experts at making their good Christian women vanish from the world?

How boring. How deeply and utterly unfair. I did everything I was supposed to. I had the children and married the man and created a universe for all of us to live in, and what was I going to get for it?

Murdered, apparently.

"Every Christian woman I ever met had been a big fat lying bastard. Lord have mercy on their big fat lying bastard souls."

As if on cue, Clementine stepped forward from behind Caleb. Bitch, I thought before I could stop myself, followed immediately by: No, of course not, just a child, just your child. I was so tired.

Esta señora de verdad...

Lol

Good morning, darling. Together, we pick out my outfit for the day (The same gray, stained, catastrophe of a dress as yesterday? Fabulous!), and then I limp outside to retrieve the stupid fucking eggs from the stupid fucking chickens. At this point, I usually need to pause to have a quick, hard sob, before I wipe the tears off my face and say, “Hello, ladies!”

Sinceramente si yo tuviese a ese tío como marido también entraría en colapso

"I felt like I needed to throw a dish towel over his penis and wait an hour to let it rise."

Yo es que me parto os lo juro

el momento de "me encantan mis gallinas, las quiero un montón. Nosequé" ...2 segundos después..."nos cargaremos a una pronto, qué ganas de un caldo de pollo casero" LMAO señora