"A few years back, when I finally got smart enough to go to a therapist, she asked me how I had held things together all these years.
It didn't take long to come up with an answer. 'That's easy. I belong to a book club.'"
Epilogue, September 1998, Faith, p. 8.

"To say that Faith had a fractious childhood was to say that a began the alphabet."
Part One, 1968-1970, The Members, p. 41.

"When Merit told Eric that she was joining a book club, her husband had laughed out loud. Then, as if someone had abruptly turned a switch, his laughter stopped."
Part One, 1968-1970, June 1968, Merit, p. 47.

"Holy wet noodle, I am not a heat person. Heat brings the similarities between my hair and a Brillo pad all too close plus, unlike dewy Merit, I am not a delicate perspirer."
Part One, 1968-1970, July 1968, Slip, p. 59.

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