“Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.”
“What's the woman doing there?" he asked."Covering a scratch on the hood. She was cheaper than a new paint job."He flipped through a few more pages of barely dressed women and classic cars. "Nick used to have magazines like this when we were kids. But without the cars." He rotated a photo sideways. "Or the bathing suits.”
“When you run, you log on to yourself. You flip through the pages of your being.”
“She flipped through the pages of her apps, as if Apple made an app for "Escape from a deserted island.”
“And Mom doesn't like anyone cutting her flowers, so I cut up her magazines instead. Do you like it?”
“If your mom was here, she would flip her top over your grades.""Flip her lid," I muttered.”