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Month: July 2017

So That Happened

On Sunday, David and I walked into the town pharmacy. The teenager behind the counter turned around, saw me, and said, “Wow.”

I smiled at him; it was the least I could do for someone so taken with me.

“I thought you were my mother,” he said.

My smile faded immediately.

I calmly replied, “I hope you’re referring to a young floozy your father recently married and not the woman who originally spawned you.”

He shook his head, “No.”

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