Mom reached over, gently, and pressed the back of my phone down to my thigh. “Just watch one scene,” she said. “No phone. Just the scene.” "It’s called atmosphere," Maya teased
I picked up her copy of Rebecca again, just to read the first page. The opening line: “Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.” "It’s called atmosphere
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