

Terms of Endearment by Larry McMurtry p. 33
"The girl who was the cat's meow went in and attempted to arm herself against the alternating senses of anger and futility, emptiness and apprehension that had invaded her heart and spoiled her pleasure in what she had thought might be a wonderful morning. All she had wanted was for Flap to face up to her for a minute--maybe just look really friendly, and not guilty-friendly, as he had looked."
Memories of the movie keep invading my reading of this, even though it's been many, many years since I've seen it.
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