"President Theodore Roosevelt stood with his feet braced and one hand gripping the lapel of his morning jacket, the other thrust into a pocket and clenched into a fist, looking at the maps that showed the Great War’s fronts and alliances and disasters, scowling through his pince-nez with his mustache bristling."
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"Thea Stauffer looked at her hands and was surprised at how she had managed to let herself go."
"Sprawled in his bed, Rocco was looking at the facing wall."
"'Twenty-five years ago,' he said, 'back in ’80, there were two kids who took the six-thirty ferry to school instead of the seven-thirty.'"
"He crested the soft hill and slid like a lizard down the other side, his shirtsleeves and the belt line of his jeans filled with sand by the time he entered a copse of beach grass waving in the wind."
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