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"Does this make me look fat?"
"Should I order dessert?"
"I'll
bet you wish I looked like her."
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| From the Introduction
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| You hear these words and freeze in your tracks.
You get
a sinking feeling in your stomach. What to do? How to answer? Do you
lie? Tell the truth? Pretend you didn't hear? Try to distract her? Your
instincts tell you to run. It's fight or flight, and you'd much rather
flee because you've stayed for the fight before, and you know you can't
win. With a seemingly simple question, your honey has catapulted you
into a complete quandary and rendered you utterly defenseless. You're
cornered, trapped. You'd rather gnaw off a foot than answer that
question. Talk about a loaded question! You HATE that question! There's
only one place it has ever led you to: trouble. And there's been no way
out of the trap...until now. |
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