The Horse Whisperer

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There was no acrimony, just a hollowing sadness.†

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Instead, Annie lost her virginity to a beautiful Senegalese man called Xavier to whose amorous advances she remembered to say yes, loudly, and mean it.†

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He said he'd been following her byline and seemed to know every piece she'd written better than she did herself.†

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You're going to go back and be a cowboy?" she said caustically.†

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They talked about other, less contentious things and by the time they said good-bye they were friends again, though he didn't tell her he loved her.†

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Now, from the fatuous vantage of her office in exile, Annie reflected on such deeds and on the losses within her that had prompted them.†

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He thumped one hand on Robert's shoulder and used the other to pump his hand in a way that somehow managed to be simultaneously both violent and flaccid.†

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There was just something about him, some sad foreshadowing that was almost fatalistic.†

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He went to California to seek his fortune and lost a gullible succession of business partners there instead.†

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It was as epic and immutable as the enterprise on which the girl had been forced to embark and, as the miles went by, Annie could only marvel at her stamina.†

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All three—mother, daughter and horse—were inextricably connected in pain.†

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Inquests of stunning objectivity were held and Annie learned for the first time how facts could be so subtly rearranged to render different truths.†

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As he drove her back up the valley to the creek house, the sun was low and the rocks and limber pine on the slopes above them cast long shadows on the pale grass.†

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And now Annie realized that in her deliberation she'd resorted to that old self-shielding habit of hers and rationalized it: of course children were upset by these things, she'd told herself, it was inevitable; but if it was done in a civilized, sensitive way there need be no lasting trauma; neither parent was lost, only some obsolete geography.†

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She was a big, pugnacious woman with a wicked sense of humor and a voice like a rusty car muffler.†

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Gates was a recidivist plotter and couldn't help himself.†

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There seemed some tacit and exploitable acknowledgment that it was wrong to have forced Grace to join this escapade.†

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And just as guilts of variant cause and intricacy were etched forever in her own and Grace's hearts, so too was the hurt she had wrought in his.†

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Gates had vetoed it, saying Lucy was "obsessed with sleaze."†