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Complaint Review: Michelle Bailat-Jones - Lausanne

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Michelle Bailat-Jones The Center for Fiction, Tantor Media, Inc., Audible, Inc. Do FOG ISLAND MOUNTAINS and UNFURLED by Michelle Bailat-Jones Infringe the Copyright of THE FISHER KING by Hayley Kelsey? Lausanne

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Do FOG ISLAND MOUNTAINS and UNFURLED by Michelle Bailat-Jones Infringe the Copyright of THE FISHER KING by Hayley Kelsey? Read on to Decide for Yourself (and see more at https://medium.com/@hayleykelseyauthor) 

History:

On June 24, 2013, I submitted a query letter, synopsis, and first 50 pages of my novel to NecessaryFiction.com’s then-fiction review editor Michelle Bailat-Jones for review. On or about June 30, 2013, Bailat-Jones requested a review copy for review. On that date, I emailed a PDF of it to her. Despite three follow-up inquiries, she never replied and a review never appeared on NecessaryFiction.com’s website or elsewhere by Bailat-Jones.

On January 19, 2014, I submitted a query letter, synopsis, and first 50 pages of my novel to agent Katie Grimm at Don Congdon Associates, which represents alleged infringer Bailat-Jones, which declined.





Nine months after Bailat-Jones requested to read my novel, in March 2014, Fog Island Mountains by alleged infringer Bailat-Jones, received The Center for Fiction 2013 Christopher Doheny Award.

On November 4, 2014 Fog Island Mountains was published by Tantor Media, Inc., and Audible, Inc. On October 23, 2018, Unfurled was published by Ig Publishing Co.

Bailat-Jones has made contradictory statements for the record re: the writing periods and completion dates of Fog Island Mountains: In one interview, she claimed that she completed the original manuscript in 2008-9, then shelved it. But in another interview, she claimed that she wrote it in four months between June 30, 2013 and the award’s October 30, 2013 submission deadline.

Does FOG ISLAND MOUNTAINS Have Striking and Substantial Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

  • Setting: In FISHER, Chesapeake Bay coastal island. In FOG, Japanese coastal island.
  • In FISHER, there is a generations-old ancestral tie to island. In FOG, there is a generations-old ancestral tie to island.
  • In FISHER, three siblings leave island for mainland and return. In FOG, three siblings leave island for mainland and return.
  • In FISHER, feisty daughter-in-law uses two men as sperm donors to conceive an illegitimate child. In FOG, feisty daughter uses a sperm donor to conceive an illegitimate child.
  • In FISHER, continues a generational pattern of illegitimacy. In FOG, continues a generational pattern of illegitimacy.
  • In FISHER, characters attempt to escape environmental threat to island (drought, pollution). In FOG, characters attempt to escape environmental threat to island (tsunami).
  • In FISHER, daughter-in-law Gail has affairs with teenage sweethearts: two perpetual travelers who never married and have returned to island seeking a return to their pasts. In FOG, matriarch Kanae has affair with teenage sweetheart: a perpetual traveler who never married and has returned to island seeking a return to his past.
  • In FISHER, community opposes main character who holds out against and resists change. In FOG, community opposes main character who holds out against and resists change.
  • In FISHER, daughter-in-law Gail cannot transcend outsider status. In FOG, patriarch Alec cannot transcend outsider status despite marriage to islander.
  • In FISHER, one sibling is fragile youngest son. In FOG, one sibling is fragile youngest daughter.
  • In FISHER, rivalry among three siblings. In FOG, rivalry among three siblings.
  • In FISHER, love interests are passive males. In FOG, love interests are passive male characters.
  • In FISHER, characters' identities are wrapped up in being islanders. In FOG, characters' identities are wrapped up in being islanders.
  • In FISHER, patriarch and son fear change. In FOG, matriarch and daughter fear change.
  • In FISHER, patriarch falls ill bus resists doctors. In FOG, patriarch falls ill but resists doctors.
  • In FISHER, themes include: continuing family name, genes, vanishing way of life; family and community loyalty. In FOG, themes include: continuing family name, genes, vanishing way of life; family and community loyalty.
  • In FISHER, the narrative voice is a feisty first-person female. In FOG, the narrative voice is a feisty first-person female.
  • In FISHER, three deaths occur. In FOG, three deaths occur.
  • In FISHER, literary allusions to the Holy Grail myth. In FOG, literary allusions to ancient Japanese myth and folktale.

Does FOG ISLAND MOUNTAINS Have Plot and Theme Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

There are eight main elements that comprise the "heart" on which FISHER turns, and FOG takes six of them:

1. Environmental Danger —Island is threatened by hurricanes and environmental degradation

2. Setting —The importance of place, specifically island and historical connection to it, to identity

3. Community —The importance of community to feeling of belonging and sense of purpose; despite marriage into family and many years residence, protagonist is unable to transcend outsider status

4. Inheritance —The importance of inheriting and passing on: family traditions and genes

5. Illegitimacy — Main female character has affair (sperm donor insemination) and illegitimate pregnancy to pass on family name and genes

6. Illness —Patriarch contracts fatal illness, dies.

Does FOG ISLAND MOUNTAINS Have Line-by-Line Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

1 —Japanese coastal island. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 5 — Chesapeake Bay coastal island.

14 — batten down the hatches. IDENTICAL TO 306 —men would scramble to batten down the hatches.

19 —[Kanae’s childhood sweetheart, Fumikaze, became an adult without ever marrying or settling down]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 289 —We had been teenage sweethearts, 328—We may have been summer sweethearts once. 191—Don always with a new woman in tow…and each year there was a new one 278—[Peter regrets never marrying and settling down].

20 —[Kanae lies to Fumikaze]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 144—I knew he meant to console me— for lying.

34 —[Kanae angry at being abandoned]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 96—She was angry at what she saw as my abandonment, 124 —I felt abandoned, adrift, 139 —please don't abandon me.

35, 49, 76, 83, 107, 137—[Alec is foreigner, can never transcend foreigner status despite marriage to native]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 22— She's a come 'ere, 102–103—“come ‘eres” who were “from away” A “come ‘ere,” I soon learned, was anyone whose native lineage didn't reach back for generations…Short of marrying an islander, the only way to transcend the status of outsider was to have children, 127—While technically a “come ‘ere,” she had transcended that status by marrying a native and bearing three sons. Yet she remained outside the community, 225— As a “come ‘ere” I could ill afford to be further exiled by the community, 317— Don had never been one of the natives who viewed me as a “come ‘ere’ because I wasn't born here.

55, 87 —[Youngest child is fragile]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 47 —He grew into a thin, sickly child riddled with allergies and asthma who caught everything that came down the pike.

64— [Fumikazie wants move back to childhood town, return to past]. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 285—The best port is home port…I thought there was more to life than Trappe Island…and a lifelong connection to one place.

65—[sex] feels like an hour. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 67— It [sex] took hours. 120—It lasted maybe a minute but seemed to encompass hours.

85 —Naomi fears change. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 14—I hadn't realized how much of his resistance to other options was based on fear, 255—Like his father, Sonny had always strenuously resisted change. Now change was upon his and he was shaken to the core. He wanted his future back, 343—I had always viewed his inability to separate from the island as fear of change.

87— Megumi [daughter] is just an angry person. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 119—It became clear to me that Peter was an angry young man, 200—Age and experience hadn't dimmed the flame of the angry young man he had been.

102 —Dialogue of strong ties which Fumikaze forgot, but never forgot childhood sweetheart. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 285— One woman. That's where life's real adventure lies. I felt his eyes on me.

116 —Children’s room remain unchanged since childhood. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 344— Behind the door Wes's room remained likewise unchanged.

136–137—stalled car. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 186—“You're going to stall the engine.” “I'm not going to stall it.”

Does UNFURLED Have Striking and Substantial Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

  • Title: In FISHER, the word "unfurl" is repeated four times. It is used imagistically to describe the watershed and metaphorically to show that the watermen's lives are unraveling: "Before me on the monitor columns unfurled" "like cerulean ribbons unfurling, to the bay" "releasing millions of tiny, transparent fertilized eggs like ribbons of filaments unfurling" "he unfurled nets between weirs.” In UNFURLED, the title is taken from the identical word.
  • Setting: In FISHER, father's house on coastal island, rural shack. In UNFURLED, father's house on coastal island (Wenatchee?), rural cabin (on Hat Island).
  • Identical characters, character appearance, traits, names: In FISHER, husband has blue eyes and blonde hair, is tall, muscular, gentle; in UNFURLED, husband has light-colored eyes and blonde hair, is tall, muscular, gentle. In FISHER, daughter-in-law is tall, strong; in UNFURLED, daughter is tall, strong. In FISHER, a main character named Don; in UNFURLED, a minor character named Don. In FISHER, family live on Trappe Island; in UNFURLED, dog named Trapp. In FISHER, cow named Daisy; in UNFURLED, dog named Daisie. In FISHER, older aunt was hippie; in UNFURLED, older woman friend is hippie.
  • In FISHER, the family is trapped: on the island, by circumstance. In UNFURLED, the narrator refers to "a trap I've opened."
  • In FISHER, there is a generations-old ancestral tie to island. In UNFURLED, there is a generations-old ancestral tie to island.
  • In FISHER, patriarch spends his life on water as a waterman. In UNFURLED, patriarch spends his life on water as a ferryboat captain.
  • In FISHER, father bullies frightened daughter into abandoning her homework to play horseshoes with him instead. In UNFURLED, mother bullies frightened daughter into abandoning her homework to write letters for her instead.
  • In FISHER, there is an emphasis on insemination and sterility. In UNFURLED, there's an emphasis on insemination and sterilization.
  • In FISHER, scene where lovemaking stops because wife (expressed bodily) is angry at husband. In UNFURLED, scene where lovemaking stops because wife (expressed bodily) is angry at husband.
  • In FISHER, wife is ambivalent about having children. In UNFURLED, wife is ambivalent about having children.
  • In FISHER, wife does not realize she's pregnant. In UNFURLED, wife does not realize she's pregnant.
  • In FISHER, wife confuses symptoms of pregnancy (nausea, dizziness, swollen breasts) for her emotions. In UNFURLED, wife confuses symptoms of pregnancy (nausea, dizziness, swelling, tenderness breasts) for her emotions.
  • In FISHER, son is infertile but unable to accept it. In UNFURLED, daughter believes she is infertile but unable to accept she is pregnant.
  • In FISHER, wife only agreed to get pregnant because she knows husband is sterile. In UNFURLED, wife only agrees to get pregnant because she assumes her uterine fibroids make her sterile.
  • In FISHER, wife buys pregnancy test kit at pharmacy, secretly uses test to determine she's pregnant. In UNFURLED, wife buys pregnancy test kit at pharmacy, secretly uses test to determine she's pregnant.
  • In FISHER, wife realizes she's pregnant in public restroom. In UNFURLED, wife realizes she's pregnant in public restroom.
  • In FISHER, scene in gynecologist's waiting room and recovery room when nurse helps dizzy wife. In UNFURLED, scene in gynecologist's waiting room where nurse helps dizzy wife.
  • In FISHER, scene where gynecologist tests for fibroids, confirms wife's fertility. In UNFURLED, scene where gynecologist tests for fibroids confirms wife is pregnant.
  • In FISHER, gentle husband gets drunk and angry at wife for not having a baby. In UNFURLED, gentle husband gets drunk and angry at wife for not having baby.
  • In FISHER, daughter-in-law is angry, especially at father-in-law. In UNFURLED, daughter is angry, especially at father and mother.
  • In FISHER, daughter had absentee mother. In UNFURLED, mother was absent.
  • In FISHER, patriarch rescues injured son and pays his hospital bill. In UNFURLED, patriarch rescues injured, estranged wife and pays her hospital bill.
  • In FISHER, daughter finds deed to farm in mother's name. In UNFURLED, daughter finds deed to cabin in mother's name.
  • In FISHER, scene where daughter gets lost on long drive to visit parents on farm. In UNFURLED, scene where daughter gets lost on long drive to visit mother on farm.
  • In FISHER, husband leaves wife upon discovery that she is pregnant by brother. In UNFURLED, husband leaves wife upon discovery that she intends to terminate pregnancy.
  • In FISHER, patriarch dies. In UNFURLED, patriarch dies.
  • In FISHER, scene where wife empties closet of dead husband's clothes, inhales his scent. In UNFURLED, scene where wife empties closet of dead father's clothes, inhales his scent.
  • In FISHER, scene where pastor presides over for father-in-law's memorial service in church, In UNFURLED, scene where pastor presides over father's memorial service in church.
  • In FISHER, patriarch's sons do not attend his memorial service. In UNFURLED, patriarch's wife does not attend his memorial service.
  • In FISHER, scene where wife pours husband's ashes from pier into sea. In UNFURLED, scene where son-in-law pours father-in-law's ashes from ferry into sea.
  • Identical motifs: In FISHER, husband and wife bond over nature discoveries: snakeskins, seashells, fossils, a trilobite. In UNFURLED, husband and wife bond over nature discoveries: snakeskins, seashells, fossils, a trilobite.
  • Plot turns on continuing motifs: letters and printed papers, documents and official forms, medical records.
  • Themes: In FISHER, themes of community belonging, maternal ambivalence, fear of inheriting traits, devastating childhood loss of family member, consequential rage, and attempts to recover from it in adult relationships, infertility, and death. In UNFURLED, themes of community belonging, maternal ambivalence, fear of inheriting traits, devastating childhood loss of family member, consequential rage, and attempts to recover from it in adult relationships, infertility, and death.
  • Denouement: In FISHER, angry daughter eventually comes to terms with childhood loss of brother through pregnancy and baby, releases rage. In UNFURLED, angry daughter eventually comes to terms with childhood loss of mother through pregnancy and new life, releases rage.

Does UNFURLED Have Plot and Theme Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

There are eight main elements that comprise the "heart" on which FISHER turns, and UNFURLED takes seven of them:

1. Setting—The importance of place, specifically island and historical connection to it, to identity

2. Community—The importance of community to feeling of belonging

3. Inheritance —The importance of not inheriting and passing on maternal traits

4. Generational Mothering— Absent mothers produce daughters ambivalent about motherhood

5. Childhood Loss —Angry female main character struggles to resolve childhood loss of mother in adult relationships

6. Infertility —Main characters who believe herself infertile becomes pregnant

7. Death —Patriarchs die.

Does UNFURLED Have Line--by-Line Similarities to THE FISHER KING?

7-throughout —[dog named Trapp] NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 5-throughout — Trappe

8 — a trap I've opened. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 134 —“You've trapped yourself, honey,” 239— I was…trapped in a web of my own making.

8 — My dad's silence continues just a beat longer NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 393 —Don hesitated a beat too long. 232 — his silence continued.

19 — I…breathe and breathe and breathe until the desire to vomit passes. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 344 — I suddenly felt sick. I looked away out the window until it passed, 391 —the blood rushed from my head…After it passed.

32 —He’s all hunched over like he's been punched in the gut…I want to help him unroll from this punch. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 402— His chest caved in, as if he'd been sucker punched, and for a split second his body looked as its it would crumple in on itself…My arms shot out to steady him.

33 —there was my dad watching a football game with George. I can still hear the televised cheering and my dad's shouts and fist—shaking at the screen…then I throw up in the wastepaper basket. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 162 — From behind us came the sounds of the game King was watching…punctuated by his request cries urging them on. 210 —Suddenly, King let out a whoop, both arms waving deliriously…Peter's eyes locked onto the set. Don hollered from the kitchen. 228 —I threw up in the trash.

33-throughout— [dog named Daisie] NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 39, 48, 80—Daisy

37 —As my mind rose from sleep into the dark of the guestroom, for a fraction of s second I didn't know where I was. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 154 —I’d open my eyes in the utter blackness [of uncle's guest room] and be disoriented for a distraught second— where was I?

39 —[Intense love-making] But then it stops. The intensity we would usually move toward shifts further and further away…My body is angry and closed down…I hear him shudder and he could be crying, or maybe he's made his way to his own solitary climax. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 137— I felt mounting tension in my pelvis, sensed my muscles contracting, heard my own breathing speed up. Then it all dissolved, dissipated, fell away…I didn't know why my body had suddenly put on the brakes. I was angry at him, I suddenly realized. 237— My face was wet, but whether it was from my tears or his I couldn't tell. 314 — he didn't have to struggle against his own climax.

39 — It [sex] may be minutes later or hours later. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 120—It [sex]lasted maybe a minute but seemed to encompass hours. 401— It seemed to go on forever, but in minutes it was over.

40 — an insemination of one of their animals. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 49—“Pretty soon everyone will be using artificial insemination.” 50—“we'd better give this new artificial insemination thing a go.” 80—I was demonstrating how to insert the tube into Daisy's vagina to administer the AI.

40— I try to remember my last 2 [sic], but can't because sometimes my periods don't come for months, then they come for weeks at a time. I tap a fingertip to my belly and I think, no, it can't be that. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 172—I did a quick calculation of where I was in my cycle. 277 — Without the BBT chart, there was no record of when I menstruated so I never knew where I was in my cycle or when to expect my period…I had just started my period. I couldn't be pregnant.

40—I open my mouth to say something to Neil but I close it again. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 60—I opened my mouth, closed it again. 364 — I opened my mouth to explain, then thought better of it.

43-44— he handed me a barred owl feather with a split quill…he hands me things: a frozen crocus, a piece of snakeskin colored a vivid green from mineral deposits, a rock covered in fish scales. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 44— a three-foot long black snake wriggling, inch by slow inch, out of its old skin…he shed the wrinkled, translucent casing and we scooped it up…We discovered all manner of fascinating things on our adventures: pale blue robin's eggshells, tiny fossils, and once a rare trilobite. 95— we found gray sharks' teeth, bronze arrowheads, pastel-colored sea glass and, once, even a pair of worn silver coins he called doubloons that he swore came from Spanish galleons.

46 — I am in the public toilets…all I care about is ripping open the box of the pregnancy test. I pull on the plastic tester, I…pee…on the stick…I look down at the test and see that it's positive, I throw it into the garbage. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 336— I sprinted for the [truck stop public] restroom. 339 — I'd picked up a pregnancy test kit on the way home, and after supper I snuck down to the shed with it. My urine turned the little wand bright blue. I stuffed it back in the box and dropped it in the trash can.

46— The thought rises up —dark and secret— that I only agreed to try [to get pregnant] because I assumed it would never work. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 232— I saw that he still clung to irrational hope…needed to believe he could still impregnate me, and he needed me to believe it with him. Of him…"We don't need it [diaphragm]," he whispered. For a hopeful instant I thought he'd come to his senses, that he had accepted the truth of his sterility…I stared at him. Not only did he still believe he was capable of impregnating me, now he wanted to, beloved himself capable of it.

50 —As the story goes, there were once pirates in Ballard. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 95 —pirates overran the island in the 17th century…It had first gained notoriety as a hideout in the 17th century for pirates who plundered nearby plantations and passing merchant ships 202 —At various times, it has served as a hideout for marauding pirates.

56 —A letter in the mailbox. Addressed to us…My dad would check the post mark. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 16—the mailbox, tugged open the metal lip…I felt around in the mailbox…My father-in-law kept a post office box…I was sure our letter was in it. 156 —My hand came up holding an envelope addressed to us. 17 — It was addressed to "Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley,"our name. 17 —I checked the postmark. 397 —a postcard with an Alaska postmark addressed to Regina. 22 —“What I'd like to know is what our mail was doing in your post office box?”     

67— She isn't really asking this so I don't need to answer. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 205— It was a rhetorical question…He didn't really expect an answer. 219— It was a rhetorical question, but their crash course…had provided them with the answer 376 —It was rhetorical question designed not to elicit a response, but to eclipse one.

67 — Lisa is…Still mostly a hippie…Her clothing billows around her in lengths. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 96 — she stood out in brilliantly-colored saffron or magenta Indian prints studded with tiny mirrors and bells that caught the light and tinkled when she moved. She was the first person I knew to get multiple holes pierced in her ears…and she eschewed a bra. 97— during the back-to-nature movement…hippie lifestyle.

67 —she asks questions which mean George has already told her many of these same things…But none of us minds the repetition. We keep on this, mimicking each other, nodding…asking and answering the same questions. Over and over. If a pause in the conversation arises, someone quickly covers it with something we have already said. Eventually Lisa takes over, repeating what we've all said. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 101— I asked questions I already knew the answers to. Sonny had already told me much of the same. 71—He repeated the questions 123—Typically, he’d…repeat himself until the listener felt compelled to reply…asking a direct question. 266—He…phrased questions out loud then answered them to his own satisfaction. 271—I kept turning the question over and over in my mind.

72 —the number of the gynecologist. I dial and let it ring, then I hang up. But I call back and before I can think about it, I make an appointment for three days later. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 161 —I searched the [fertility clinic] notice for a phone number. 63 —my gynecologist 409 — I picked up the receiver, put it back in the cradle…I picked it up again and dialed…which gave me the courage to dial the number. 162 — I mulled over whether to keep the appointment or not.

73—I think I am ready to confront the scent of this room. When I dare to breathe in— this wonderful, horrible, familiar scent— it fills me and it stops me, and I back away because it's like a presence, and within it, it is impossible for me to believe that he is gone SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 36— The cabin had a stale, musty smell. 387— The…room…stale smell of incubated air. 412— That night she tackled the chore she'd avoided all fall. She emptied the…closets of King's clothes. 412 —closets…unfolding a threadbare cable-knit sweater, her face bent to it, she inhaled deeply, then hugged it to her chest. 313— My eyes closed and for a moment I lost myself in his scent. 367 —Its scent fills my nostrils. I can't get it out of my system. 589— drink in his smell. 413 —Without him and his father the silence in the house was deafening. I felt their absence everywhere…and anticipated their presence everywhere else…It was hard to believe they weren't out on the water and would reappear at any minute.

76 — I push back the sliding door to my dad's closet, take the deepest breath I have ever taken and step inside…I raise a coat sleeve to my face…"We'll have to give all of this away," I say. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 412 —She emptied the bureau drawers and closets of King's clothes, packed them into boxes, and sealed them with tape to take to Goodwill…unfolding a threadbare cable-knit sweater, her face bent to it, she inhaled deeply, then hugged it to her chest.

76 —I say, more curtly then [sic] I mean to. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 339 —He nodded curtly. 152 —It came out louder than I intended.

78 —Neil is refolding the sweaters…I take two of the sweaters in my arms and hug them. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 412— unfolding a threadbare cable-knit sweater, her face bent to it, she inhaled deeply, then hugged it to her chest.

78 — I read her loopy handwriting. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 227 —The note by the phone was in King's usual illegible scrawl. 415 —shaky, nearly unrecognizable handwriting.

85 —I was just going to check the mail. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 16 —the mailbox, tugged open the metal lip 17— I felt around in the mailbox and bag 19 —“I was wondering if you could get my mail out.353— I'd taken it upon myself to collect the mail.

87–90 —“Hey, do you want to help me with something?” She [mother] waves me toward the table. “Come on.” “I just have to change the pump on Lizzy's tank,” I [daughter] say. “Then I have to work on my [school science] project.” She shrugs, her smile tight. “This is more important.” There are ripped papers and newspapers and pencils spread out on the table. Scissors and an open glue stick. "I have to work on my Lizzy project." Her smile falls, her face darkens. "What you need to know here is vital. I mean it, Ella. More than your science project." "Okay," I say quickly. She smiles then. "I want you to write exactly what I've written here," she says, thrusting a sheet of white paper in front of me. "I need to send a lot of these letters out…" I nod, sit down at the table across from her, and reach for a pen…I try reading the letter she's left for me to copy but the words are swimming, my eyes are watering, so I tell myself to stop being such a baby…But my mouth is dry…I let out the breath I'm holding. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 32–34— he said, disappointed. "I guess it's just you and me." A familiar anxiety gripped me. Before we began coming to the farm keeping up with my schoolwork was never a problem. I was a good student, diligent and disciplined. I loved to read and puzzle out equations. My teacher thought I should skip third grade. But since we'd started spending every weekend on the farm finding time to do my homework had become a struggle…Now, my schoolwork weighed heavily on me. "I can't, Daddy," I whined. "I've got homework."…"I have to finish a book report on the Amish and a science experiment on photosynthesis and practice long division and - " "Oh, your homework can wait," he said, dismissively…"Daddy, I've got all this - " "I know, I know. Homework. I heard you the first time. And I told you that you can do it tomorrow." "But it's a whole lot," I said, anxiously. I faced him. "I have to do well, Daddy," I cried in desperation. "Or my teacher won't let me skip a grade and - " "Awww," he said with exaggerated pity. "Poor wittle Gail. Is it too much for da wittle gul?" "No, but - " "Maybe you're not ready to skip a grade after all if you can't even handle the homework you have now. Perhaps I should call your teacher on Monday and tell her how much difficulty you're having." "No!" I screamed. By now I was near tears. There was no way out, no other option but to do my father's bidding. I shuffled forward, head bowed, to the door.348—After a minute, she went back to her papers.

92–93— I find the deed to a small cabin, a residence permit, and a boat slip rental receipt…The deed is in both of their names…But now these ownership papers in my hand. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 408-409— My hand came up holding…the deed to the farm…I didn't know whether a new deed needed to be drawn up in my mother's name. 410 —ask about the deed…"the deed was in your name." 136 —“Mind if I take a look at your permit?"…"Since when do I need a permit?” 137 —“I'll...apply for the permit tomorrow." 416 —Nailed to the door was a building permit. 137—“ Guy was building a fifty-slip marina 181 —we found her tied up in the last slip 188 —“That slip is yours as long as you need it." 260 —untied the [boat] from the slip.

92 — The papers in my hands have weight and texture. These are impossible facts. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 404 — I glanced again at the form in my hand. The information on it would be entered into a computer…Whatever I wrote down would become...part of his permanent record. 17 —What if I'd neglected to file all the papers? 63— we actually filed the papers. 324—“File a few papers, pay a nominal fee. There's a hearing, but it's very informal." 344—“There are papers to sign, documents to file." 408 —he passed documents across the desk for her to sign. 366 —he flipped through the papers before him. 371 —he rifled through his papers again. 380— He rifled through a stack of papers at his elbow 382 —He shuffled the papers before him. 409 — I had gathered all the necessary papers. 15 —From that moment forward there was a record, a document. 173— the weight of his body…was a welcome fact.

93 —Inside the file are medical records. Receipts and charts and notes. For a patient named Maggie Tomlinson. I have to read everything twice to understand even if it's all actually quite simple. At some point a Jane Doe checked into a hospital…I find my dad's signature across many of these papers and hunt for dates STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 162 —bent over clipboards filling out detailed medical histories. 164 —Dr. Owen was reading our [medical] file. 178 —the hospital bill arrived…King had filled out all the forms and signed him in…I unfolded the bill. I swiftly scanned the breakdown for various services…I scanned the bill again, searching, praying for some mention of an insurance deductible…a line that read: "Party Responsible for Payment" with King's large, bold signature above it.

94 —I do the math. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 131 —We did all the math.

98 —[character name] Don IDENTICAL TO Throughout —Don

102—“You’re hurting me, let me go!” I slap her and the sound is thick, sickening in the tiled room. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 390— "You're hurting me. Let go!" 177— I heard the awful smack of flesh slamming into flesh.

103, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 122, 136, 138, 139, 145, 146, 212 —I’ve exhausted all my anger…I focus on the hard edge of my anger and enjoy the fire in it…in my anger…I breathe in a salty lungful of fury…take in more anger…turning back to anger…my angry, trembling fingers…in my furiousness…now I am set on fireworks…I need the explosion…my anger…My rage is so much easier to live with…I feel anger bubbling up again…My anger sharpens to a point…"So you're angry." "You're furious, Ella. You're so furious you've decided to ruin everything else. Including us."…a surge of anger whips through me. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 329 —I found myself breathing more and more deeply, gulping down great lungfuls of it. 289 —his fury spent, he seemed to suddenly run out of steam. 397—He sounded spent, exhausted. 17 —But it soon gave way to anger. 18 —fury flared in me. 23 — I felt rage bubbling to the surface. 24 —infuriated me all the more…All my fury at King. 80 —her assertion infuriated me, and I came to resent her even more. 85 —For weeks my fury at my father and Wes had kept me company…I became delirious with rage. 127— It infuriated me. 129—My fury flared. 137— I waited a minute, nursing my resentment 162 — I felt a surge of jealous rage at King. 170 —I couldn't decide which infuriated me more. 171 —now infuriated me. 196— I stood rigid with fury 228 —My sense of shock gave way to fear, which came out as anger. 242 —I felt myself go rigid with rage…didn't dissipate my anger. 304—If my rage at Sonny had driven me. 320— I felt a rush of fury at both of them…my fear turned to anger. 342 —My inability to provoke him enraged me even more. 350 —I felt protective anger rise in me. 389 —infuriated me. 390—A murderous rage welled up in me. 410 —I felt an irrational pulse of rage at her. 411—infuriated me.

108 —I can feel his heart hammering away underneath the immaculately white shirt SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 341—My heart hammered my chest so hard I wondered if he could feel it. 296—My breasts flattened against his starched [white] shirt.

116 —I lean over the edge of the boat and vomit into the ocean. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 93—me heaving over the side. 90 —I vomited over and over.

116 —I scan the clipboard for my dad's handwriting. There is nothing on the first page but on the second I find it. John Tomlinson. Just over a week before. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 250— he reached for the clipboard…in the minute it took him to add his name, I glimpsed the number of signatures. 65 —She…slipped the stack through the rings of a clipboard. 68 —He handed the clipboard.

118 —I swallow through another roll of nausea, grab a cracker from my pocket. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 344 —my nausea reminded me. 345 —I was…nibbling on a sandwich between waves of nausea. 34 —I was…too nauseated to choke down 370 — “You need anything? Crackers?”

120 —Underneath all the boxes are [sic] a small stack of documents. Papers. Letters....I don't want to read them, don't want to see her scrawling handwriting again … I don't recognize the handwriting. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 409— I had gathered all the necessary papers from where my father had stored them in a s****.>

121 —A current runs through me from toe to face. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 295—An ominous current coursed through me.

122— It's not easy to make Neil lose his temper. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 24— I'd never seen King lose his temper. 333— I was reminded of how much he hated to lose his temper.

123—This time he stops me, yanks so hard on my arm that we both stagger. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 362 —grabbed my arm and began marching me towards an exit.

123— I watch his face evolve again, first shock, then tentative joy, then confusion. Finally, a pinched misgiving. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 252— I look at King…A stream of fleeting emotions crossed his face. He appeared, by turns, astonished, enraged, worried, and, finally, amused.

123— His light eyes and hair. The thin scar above his eyebrow. The hollow at the base of his throat. I wait, silent, hoarding him into myself. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 55—Only his blue eyes, as clear and crystalline. 161—[his] tips retained their sun-kissed blondness. 223 —Even the scar bisecting his eyebrow had faded to a raised white squiggle. 307— in the hollows of his body— at the base of his throat. 59—I didn't want to share my husband. Not with anyone...I wanted him all to myself. 196— was it selfish of me to want him all to myself? 405 —so I could have him all to myself?

127— What strikes me first is how much this waiting room matches my own waiting room…same dim light…and same coffee table with magazines and brochures. In my waiting room the brochures are about ticks and parasitic disorders of cats and animals, here the brochures are about lactation and venereal disease. But even the set-up is similar, with the nurse-receptionist tucked into the from left corner. As I hand her my filled-out information sheet…I see again the nurse behind her high counter with its set-in desk. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 162—The waiting room was nothing if not soothing, from its tasteful, muted colors to its piped-in Musak. Strewn optimistically on every flat surface were well-thumbed back issues of Child and Parenting magazines…us bent over clipboards filling out detailed medical histories…a nurse pushed aside the frosted glass partition…He went up to the counter.

128— I want to ask her about…but I bite my tongue. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 12— It was on my lips to blurt out…but I bit my tongue. 267— I held my tongue.

128— I have to stop halfway down the hallway to catch my breath, even lean against the wall for a moment…"Are you alright [sic]?" the nurse is coming toward me and I straighten up, tell her that I'm fine. "Just a little dizzy," I say, trying to smile…"Come with me and sit down," she says…and she leads me into the second door on the left. "You're here for a pregnancy test, yes." I nod. "Have you been dizzy for awhile [sic]?" I shake my head. "Just this morning." She looks at me carefully. "The doctor should be right in. But let's take your blood pressure first." She helps me off with my sweater…the doctor opens the door and shuts its behind her…The doctor skims my file, then nods at me…She glances at my chart, at my information sheet…"Date of your last period was…?" she [sic] scans the paperwork in front of her. "I don't know. I never really know." "And you've been trying to get pregnant?" She has turned back at [sic] her paperwork…She looks up from the chart…The doctor says she'll call me later that afternoon to confirm the results. STRIKING SIMILAR TO 277—there was no record of when I menstruated so I never knew where I was in my cycle or when to expect my period. 383—I pulled myself to my feet and the blood rushed from my head. I felt woozy. Black spots danced before my eyes. I sank back down. After it passed. 163 —A nurse came over and helped me into my clothes. I was still a little foggy and unsteady on my feet as she led me down the hall to Dr. Owen's office. 164— Dr. Owen was reading our chart when he came in…He finished reading and looked up…I pulled from my purse the sheaf of BBT charts and passed them across the desk. I explained how we'd religiously charted my temperature every morning and recorded it along with my cycle, 347—"are you pleased about this?" [pregnancy] 165—“My office will call you when the lab results come back,” {Dr.] Owen continued.

129—“Good to see you,” she [gynecologist] says. I agree, although I can tell she doesn't really remember me. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 347 —The ob-gyn…was the same one who'd dispensed my birth control pills over the years, but if she recognized me she was too harried to mention it.

129—“You’ve had painful fibroids recently? Lots of bleeding?” I shake my head. “Not for some time.” “It seems you've outsmarted those troublesome fibroids.” SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 165—“I don't see any evidence of endometriosis or luteal phase defect. No fibroids.”

128— I say. “I won't keep it [fetus].” SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 163— "I did the right thing, didn't I? was never cut out to be anyone's mother." 347 —not all the pregnant women at the clinic were happy about it. 195— abortions…abortion.

132— the living room where I'm…sorting the mail. 133— He takes the stack of mail from me. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 178— I picked up the mail from the kitchen table and leafed through it. 21— I…brandished the envelope. 156— In the middle of the kitchen table was a pile of newspapers, bills, seed catalogs.

132— I do not say that she [doctor] gave me the name of an [abortion] clinic. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 94—abortion 163— abortion clinic 151— abortion 153— abortion 195— abortion.

132— I watch his hands…His knuckles are white with the effort. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 256— I watched as his hands 61—hunched over the wheel, gripping it so tightly his knuckles paled.

137—“You know as well as I do how much your dad would have loved a grandchild.” SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 148— so that he [father-in-law] could have grandchildren. “And now that he's getting older you want us to give him [father] grandsons.” 321 —“Everyone I know is a grandmother!...“I feel so left out.”

138 —my breasts swollen and painful…I cross my arms over my chest. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 349—my…fuller breasts 25— I crossed my arms over my chest. 75— I wrapped my arms across my chest. 109— I clamped my arms over my chest. 181—I crossed my arms over my chest. 235— I folded my arms high on my chest. 297— I crossed my arms over my chest. 350 —I…crossed my arms over my chest.

139 —I am unable to keep my voice gentle, disinterested. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 165 —All of this was delivered in a carefully neutral, let's-wait-and-see tone. 225—Aspen said in neutral voice.

139 —I resent the tone of his voice. Like he was speaking to a child. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 125 —he said in a gently reprimanding tone as though to a slow-witted child.

140 —She single-handedly changes the air in the room. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 317— [She] In an instant, the atmosphere had altered; it filled with an undercurrent of tension.

142 —how agitated it was at being trapped. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 134 —“You’ve trapped yourself, honey," 239 —I was…trapped in a web of my own making.

145 —I could just send her my questions and let the electricity of fiber optics do all the work. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 404 —Who knew where it would travel from there, firing along an endless subterranean network of connected fiber-optic cables?

145—The letters from her to your dad stopped nine years ago." SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 17 — The letter had been delivered to him...and [he] tucked it out of sight somewhere. 22—“This letter was mailed four weeks ago.”

146—“I was always ambivalent about children." NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 223—My old ambivalence about children had reasserted itself. 59— my reluctance to have children.

146 —He folds his arms over his chest and stares at me. There is a challenge on his face but there is also so much fear. I've done this— I've made him fearful. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 263--He folded his arms acrross his chest. 259—He…crossed his arms over his chest and waited for me to continue. 60 —his eyes steady on me…”Try,” he challenged. 13—it had never once occurred to me that he might be frightened. I hadn't realized until this moment how afraid he was, how much of his resistance to other options was based on fear.

152—“We have some letters, reports, I think, that you wrote to Maggie's husband, John?" SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 17—The letter had been delivered to him by mistake, he'd opened it, seen it for what it was, and tucked it out of sight somewhere. 20— I held my hand out for the letter…”Are you sure this is the right letter?”

153— There is a smile in Neil's voice. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 302— I could hear a smile in his voice.

154— I watch him, waiting for him to speak again but he's staring at the ceiling, holding his gaze just above the two of us and he does not turn to meet my eye. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 63— I could make out his profile…his eyes open and fixed on the ceiling. 70— Sonny averted his gaze. 287— he averted his gaze. 73— I glanced at Sonny, but he wouldn't meet my eye.

156 —Neil’s body comes to attention. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 74— I sensed Sonny snap to alertness.

157— I say, and I don't mean for this statement to sound like I am shouting. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 152— It came out louder than I intended. 25 —I nearly shouted.

160— What a selfish and petty accomplishment, I know. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 137— I felt small and petty and ashamed. 324— My fleeting moment of payback now seemed petty.

162—I imagine he will have prepared a stack of documents, too, things that once belonged to her parents. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 344—“There are…documents to file.” 408—passed documents across the desk 409— I had gathered all the necessary papers from where my father had stored them.

164— The papers are on the counter beside me and no one is picking them up. We all know what they are, delivered in an envelope this morning from the printer. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 65— I passed the papers across the counter. 20 —she let it [papers] fall onto the counter. 180— King grabbed an envelope from the mail pile. 156—My hand came up holding an envelope. 224—when the envelope arrived. 20—a white envelope in her hand. 21— I…brandished the envelope. 351— In her hand, she held out a manila envelope. 352— She pushed the envelope towards me.

164 —saw myself ripping this program into shreds of paper and dropping them…into the ocean. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 110 —Then I tore the sheet into pieces and dropped them into the water.

165— If she has seen the obituary, if she saw the small article the newspaper ran in tandem…I tell her she can come to the service this morning…But she isn't there. Pastor Tim stands up and announces that John Tomlinson was a great man, that we will surely miss him…He makes a final prayer…And then the organist is playing. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 402— It wasn't until twenty minutes after the last arrival that Pastor Mills nodded to the organist to finally stop playing. The boys would not arrive. I'd given up trying to reach them the night King died. If any of my many messages had made their way to them they would've figured out that a service would follow within the week.

165 —men, their eyes conspicuously wrinkled from their days on the sea —are predictably stoic. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 115 —Two fans of permanent white lines radiated from the corners of his eyes. In fact, they came from years of squinting into the sun. 77— Farm families are a notoriously stoic lot.

170 —and all at once my 6 [sic] year-old-self is flying back NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 318— In spite of myself, my ten-year-old heart leapt at the chance.

172 —All her life her absence has taken up more space than her presence. STTRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 317— to make up for his absence, my presence.

173 —The woman brings her hands together and worries the tips of her fingers. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 164—He tented his hands together authoritatively. 199— touched his fingertips together.

177 —I watch his body grow taller with each…He continues to expand across the evening…George is taking up all the space. 178 —I watch George grow even taller until he seems to tower over the others. 180 - I watch George and he's still so tall. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 159 —he seemed to stand an inch taller. 25— He leaned back expansively. 34 —he grew expansive. 103 —he’d expand 165 —Now he was expansive 391  — his chest expanded. 49—Suddenly, I towered over my petite mother.

178 —nodding in corroboration if he asks me to. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 377 —nodding on cue. 148— I nodded in acknowledgement 189—nodded in agreement. 196 —nodded affirmatively. 212— heads nodded in comprehension. 241— the yes-men on either side of him...nodded decisively. 288 —His head nodded as though in agreement. 109— lectures that ended with, "Do you understand?" by which he meant, "Do you agree?" Always, I nodded yes. 110— I nodded robotically. 176— I glanced at Sonny for confirmation—  a nod

179— Her relief is palpable. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 74 —I felt a palpable sense of relief wash over me.

179 —His blonde hair is ruffled, a bit too long because he was due for a haircut already last week. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 161— The air…ruffled his hair. 9— his hair. It had gotten too long...sun-kissed blondness…I made a mental note to give him a trim. 66— he'd slipped into a barber shop and gotten a haircut.

179 —I want to stand so close that I can feel the heat from his arm radiating across to mine. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 230— he radiated a continuous level of heat. 306 —his skin…and the heat it radiated.

181 —my hands cupped over my aching breasts. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 133— They cupped my breasts 99 —hand suddenly cupped my breast.

182 —This heat in my lower abdomen, the constant pull of nausea. A cell cluster, A mass of tissue. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 344—my nausea reminded me. 34—I was…too nauseated. 168— an image of a cluster of sperm…my hand rose involuntarily to rest on my abdomen. 165 —the tissue sample.

182— If the owner isn't breeding their animal, I always recommend sterilization before any chance of insemination. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 49—“Pretty soon everyone will be using artificial insemination on their herds…with AI [artificial insemination], we'd have the added advantage of genetic selection.” 50—"Don’t you worry about Daisy,” my father said, heatedly. "She'll breed all right”…"I guess we'd better give this new artificial insemination thing a go.”

183— I can hear in his voice that he's drunk...Messy and sloppy and hard-alcohol drunk…his whole body slumps. Then rights itself with a small sway…I've never seen Neil so drunk. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 59—he proceeded to get roaring drunk…In twenty years, I'd seen him overindulge only once or twice. 402— He lost his balance and stumbled backward.

184— As he walks past me, his arm brushes mine and the place where we touch retains the sensation of our touching. My arm moves without my permission, follows him. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 166— Sonny removed his hand from my thigh...Where it had rested, I felt an absence of warmth and pressure. 305— my hands involuntarily rose and reached for him. 137 —As though acting on their own accord, independent of my will, my legs relaxed.

185—“Got the mail yesterday." SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 19—“I was wondering if you could get my mail out.” 21—“You’ll never guess what I found in the mail yesterday.” 22—“What I'd like to know is what our mail was doing in your post office box?” 156—I'd made Sonny promise to collect the mail and separate ours. 178-— I picked up the mail. 353—I'd taken it upon myself to collect the mail 

185 —Here he laughs but it's an awful grating sound. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 50— his laughter had an artificial, forced ring. His notes were too high, his gestures too exaggerated.

186—“This was in the mailbox?” SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 22—“What I'd like to know is what our mail was doing in your post office box?” 

186 —he looks at me. I know what he's asking. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 281 —he looks at me and I shut my eyes against the question stamped there [on his face].

188 —His [husband's] shoulders a few inches above mine, my head reaching so easily the space between his shoulders and his cheek. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 99— I felt the hollow of his armpit moisten the shoulder of my blouse.

188 — I nod, even if it wasn't a real question. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 40-throughout — I nodded. 205 —It was a rhetorical question 219 —It was a rhetorical question.

188 —He doesn't turn to me but the air settles between us, gathers and grows dense. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 56 — he didn't turn to me. 63— he didn't turn to me. 209 —Now it [air in room] was charged with leftover, unspent tension. 317 —In an instant, the atmosphere had altered; it filled with an undercurrent of tension. 291— The air was thick with the aftermath of their feud. 280 —the immobile air, thick as balls of cotton 270 —The air was heavy and thick.

188 — I know it's my fault that our perfectly ordinary relationship has ended up in such disarray. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 104— Clearly, it was all my fault. It had to be, didn't it? Otherwise, why did I feel so guilty? 160 —Underneath, I, too, had believed that it was my fault, and that I had failed him.

189 —Neil stops me with a hand on my arm. Tight. His fingers close around my elbow…I try to pull my arm from him. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 362— grabbed my arm and began marching me towards an exit. 390 — He grabbed my wrist. I tried to twist out of his grasp.

189–190—In the car…"Tell me you've imagined it." I stare at him. "Just thank about it. Imagine it. Him or her." "Don't." "I figure the odds are stacked for red hair. And brown eyes. Long toes. Surely the kid would have long toes…I've got a pretty deep voice. You think that sort of thing gets passed along?"…"It's irresponsible," I say, closing my eyes against the little hands and smooth shoulders, the dip where the baby's spine curves into a neck…"This whole thing is irresponsible." STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 15— We'd speculate on whether it would be a boy or girl and spin out fantasies of who the baby would look like, whether he'd have Sonny's curly hair and blue eyes or my brown ones and matching straight mane. 168— [In the truck] An image arose, unbidden, before me. Behind my closed lids, I saw an egg, released from an ovary, travel slowly down a fallopian tube. In my mind's eye, it was pink and plump, the picture of health. 56— Sonny had wanted to start a family for years, practically since we were first married. I'd managed to hold him off by appealing to his sense of responsibility. 156— I told myself that it was because we weren't in a financial position to start a family and had managed to convince Sonny to put it off until we were.

191— Neil is carrying my dad's ashes. 193— Little plumes of soot are starting to escape from the box. Ashes spill. 194— He raises the box high…the wind is picking up more ashes, spilling them out. The water catches them right away…Neil is holding the ripped box in his hands and the ashes are everywhere…He tosses the ripped box into the water…The rain has taken most of the ashes by now. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 402 —She was hugging the urn of King's ashes…When she reached the end of the dock she set the urn down, lifted the top, and pulled out a plastic bag. She hesitated briefly, then in one motion tore it open and upended it over the water. The gray ash fell in a mass. Then a sudden gust swooped up and swirled it over Regina's head. Her face lifted as she spun around, following its flight. We watched as the breeze bore it aloft, dipping and diving and whirling like a ragged flock of dingy seagulls, releasing scattered trails of ashes as though shedding stray feathers.

191 —Neil starts laughing. Not a real laugh at all. A kind of humph that he draws out again and again. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 50 —his laughter had an artificial, forced ring. His notes were too high, his gestures too exaggerated.

196 —It takes me just under five hours to spot the first sign…I've left the highway some time ago and have been winding along smaller farm roads. Driving slowly. This sign mean I put my foot on the brakes and pull over. 198 - I pass a farm stand, but it's all boarded up…I pass this and then before I can stop and reverse, before I can back myself out and off this road, I find I have arrived. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 313 —I had gone about ten miles past my exit before I realized I'd overshot it and had to double back. The drive to the farm was fairly straightforward —only a few highway changes…I pulled off the turnpike at the next exit, crossed the overpass, and merged into traffic going in the opposite direction. A few miles later, I crossed the state line into Pennsylvania. 416 —windows were boarded up with plywood.

196 —my car. Which is a mess…coffee cups and granola bar wrappers on the floor. A print out of the directions. My purse, my phone, a packet of chewing gum on the seat beside me. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 53— maps and fast-food wrappers [on truck seat] 173 —I did a quick search of the cab for something - paper towels, an old rag, anything ...the usual debris littered the floorboards.

196 —when I signed the forms. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 403 —the forms arrived in the mail 178 — King had filled out all the forms and signed him in. 406 —All I needed was our signatures on the document. 404 —I…bent over the form…and then on the line after it in shaky, nearly unrecognizable handwriting

197 —I also keep telling myself that I've driven to Oregon for purely legal reasons. Her name is on the deed…It's my responsibility, I remind myself, biting back the anger, the confusion. Just a task I need to accomplish and get over. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 313 —I told myself that I didn't want to worry them, 178 —I told myself that…I wanted to be prepared. I was rationalizing, I knew, but couldn't help myself. 266 —But the rationalizations I told myself in an effort to justify my behavior fell away one by one and my real reason was laid bare. 409— My hand came up holding a thick, blue-backed document folded in thirds and tied with a stained-dark ribbon. The deed to the farm...a new deed needed to be drawn up in my mother's name. 410 —I looked for an opening to ask about the deed. “…the deed was in your name.”

199—“You’ve lost someone?"…"She lost one of her kids at the Whittaker Creek rest area?" SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 39—“she lost it." [fetus]…I wondered how a mother could lose her baby. Did she misplace him as my grandfather often did things? Or did she forget he was a child, as my mother seemed to with me?

201—The thought rises up like a physical sensation. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 326 —The thought struck me with the force of a thunderbolt.

206— Beyond the small porch it is pitch black, and only a small lamp above our heads casts a weak yellow light. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 188— The bug light on the porch radiated a deep golden glow that framed their heads 53— bare yellow anti-bug lights that hung suspended from the peaked arches over doorways.

206—“What are you, two, three months along?"…"How can you tell?"…I feel her look at me, although I do not return the glance. "You did know you were pregnant, right?" SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 156–157—“You're pregnant?” I cried. She looked calmly at me. “I though you knew.” I shook my head vigorously. “How would I know?”

212— a surge of anger whips through me. SUBSTANTIALLY SIMILAR TO 162— I felt a surge of jealous rage 195— I realized with a surge of envy. 290 —A familiar surge of envy rose in me.

214— Or maybe this is the sound of the blood in my ears. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 120— listening to my blood beat in my ears.

217 —I recognize it as the twin of the photo in Erica Reza's office hallway)…The pages are all very similar, filled with what looks [sic] like lists. Almost a kind of ledger. STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO 347— I recognized the same poster from Dr. Owen's office. 204— jotted down the day's numbers in a ledger. 205—the figures against the ledger. 206— King's ledger.

128—She has turned back at her paperwork. NEARLY IDENTICAL TO 348– After a minute, she went back to her papers.

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