Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it — Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it — Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it — Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it — Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it — Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
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Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it was like a cup that was always full and kept spilling over.

— Lydia Davis, Can't and Won't: Stories
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