Heartburn by Nora Ephron

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179 pages; Vintage
Oh, Nora, how we miss you. At least we get to revisit your sharp-tongued, wise roman à clef about your doomed marriage to all-around cad Carl Bernstein. You got the last word, making mincemeat of him here. We'll never forgive him—or forget you.
— Leigh Haber