"She suffered during every meal, I knew it deep in my gut, and I monitored her with unnatural attention. I felt her moods the way a blind man feels a face – some part of me was pressed up close against her, always, reading her, feeling the contours of her emotions, her thoughts, her moods, her hunger. She shrank at times from the grope of my intuition, but at other times she posed for it, holding herself up for my inspections, baring her misery like nudity that has put aside shame."
-quote from Eve's Apple by Jonathon Rosen
I think my boyfriend should read this book... but I think it would tell him too much about the things he won't admit.
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