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I Was a Failed Trophy Wife-In-Training

My mother seemed to think you could catch being upper class, like it was a cold

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When I was 12, my mother and I were in this ongoing argument. She wanted me to grow up to become a trophy wife; I wanted to grow up to write one really cool novel and then die while I was still hot.




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