“You are an adult. You cannot have both cookies.”
Life’s dichotomy struggles within paired give and take parentheses.
We are not worthy so much as to gather up the crumbs under Thy table, O Lord…”
Fern Michaels’ doormat heroine lived cookieless until she found truth’s broom and her husband's propensity for the entire cookie jar.
A wife offers both cookies, until she awakens to only crumbs
in her bed.
A fun review of the doormat heroine's awakening!
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