Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Thirty-Four
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More light.
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I brown the onions and chop the bacon. I feel my forehead begin to perspire as I stand over the stove, carmelizing the onions.
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I should try it just because.
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Just as I turn on the classical…
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Funny how she thinks spewing compliments will somehow make me forget all the things she’s not doing that she said she would do.
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The sun, the sun. So glad to see the sun.
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She is looking at me like she’s confused. Why are we now both confused?
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But whatever the outcome, this conversation is by far better than anything we could have had with her last year. And he feels honest and relatable. And I believe him.
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It’s a sore subject.
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They tell me about how she shoveled snow from in front of the basketball hoop so they could shoot hoops.