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Madeline’s ears rang. “What is it, Abigail?”“I’ve decided I want to live full-time with Dad and Bonnie. ”“What did you say?” said Madeline, but she’d Cat Knitting because murder is wrong Poster heard. She’d feared it for so long, and everyone kept saying, No, no, that would never happen. Abigail would never do that. She needs her mother. But Madeline had known for months it was coming. She knew it would happen. She wanted to scream at Ed: Why did you tell her to calm down?“I just feel it’s better for me,” said Abigail. “Spiritually. ” She’d stopped trembling now and calmly took her bowl from the table over to the sink. Lately she’d begun walking the same way Bonnie walked, back ballet-dancer straight, eyes on some spiritual point on the horizon. Chloe’s face crumpled. “I don’t want Abigail to live with her dad!” Tears spilled copiously.

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The color on the green lightning shapes on her cheeks began to run. “MU-UM!” shouted Fred. The neighbors would think he was being murdered. Ed dropped his forehead into his hand. “If that’s what you Cat Knitting because murder is wrong Poster really want,” said Madeline. Abigail turned from the sink and met her eyes, and for a moment it was just the two of them, like it was for all those years. Madeline and Abigail. The Mackenzie girls. When life was quiet and simple. They used to eat breakfast in bed together before school, side by side, pillows behind their backs, their books on their laps. Madeline held her gaze. Remember, Abigail? Remember us?Abigail turned away. “That’s what I want. ”Stu: I was there at the athletics carnival. The mothers race was f**king hilarious. Excuse my French. But some of those women—you’d think it was the Olympics.

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“So . . . this is a first for you!” said Madeline. She saw there was a whistle around his neck. He was volunteering, for God’s sake. He was being involved. Ed was the sort of dad who volunteered at the school, but he was on deadline today. Nathan was pretending to be Ed. He was pretending to be a good man, and everyone was falling for it. “Sure is!” Cat Knitting because murder is wrong Poster beamed Nathan, and then his grin faded as presumably it crossed his mind that his firstborn daughter must have taken part in athletics carnivals when she was in primary school too. Of course, these days, he was at all of Abigail’s events. Abigail wasn’t sporty, but she played the violin, and Nathan and Bonnie were at every concert without fail, beaming and clapping, as if they’d been there all along, as if they’d driven her to those violin lessons in Petersham where you could never get a parking spot, as if they’d helped pay for all those lessons that Madeline couldn’t afford as a single mother with an ex-husband who didn’t contribute a single cent.

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“So . . . this is a first for you!” said Madeline. She saw there was a whistle around his neck. He was volunteering, for God’s sake. He was being involved. Ed was the sort of dad who volunteered at the school, but he was Cat Knitting because murder is wrong Poster on deadline today. Nathan was pretending to be Ed. He was pretending to be a good man, and everyone was falling for it. “Sure is!” beamed Nathan, and then his grin faded as presumably it crossed his mind that his firstborn daughter must have taken part in athletics carnivals when she was in primary school too. Of course, these days, he was at all of Abigail’s events. Abigail wasn’t sporty, but she played the violin, and Nathan and Bonnie were at every concert without fail, beaming and clapping, as if they’d been there all along, as if they’d driven her to those violin lessons in Petersham where you could never get a parking spot, as if they’d helped pay for all those lessons that Madeline couldn’t afford as a single mother with an ex-husband who didn’t contribute a single cent.
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