After you notice the first wrinkle or grey hair, after your husband or wife or child leavesforever, after you have been abducted by aliens, nothing will ever be the same. Everyone knows this.Everything will fall apart, will come undone, will break ranks and head for the hills.
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Her name is Margaret Atwood. Tha's right. She is no relation, bears no resemblance, has no literary ambitions; she simply bears the same damn good name. She has explained all these things to shop clerks and bank tellers and office nurses throughout her adult life. Yet they persist. In fact, her name is Margaret H. Atwood, but don't ask her about the the "H"?. Really. Never ask.