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ALL COKED UP

18 May, 2013

Returning to the car from the fast food counter, one hand free to open the door, one balancing a box … and a tall cup of Coke with no cap clenched in my teeth:

I opened the door and, as I sat down, she asked “Do you love me?”

I nodded.

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