"Life-wise, love-wise, love-life-wise, I was officially in seventh heaven. Seventh-and-a-half. I found myself in the almost unimaginably enviable position of not only having fallen in love so hard that the bruise on my tail bone had yet to fully heal; but of having the Man of My Dreams fall seemingly as hard for me as I had for him."
--p. 176
Chapter 47 of Larry Duplechan's Eight Days a Week:
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