Twister 3468

The ladder was between them. Standing beyond it, she may as well have been a world away from him. He was superstitous. And not that in love.

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Twister 3467

The dog slid into the room and performed a nifty song and dance number and then he looked up hopefully and his master said, That wasn’t art.

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Twister 3466

The last french fry sat between them. A totem of their future. He picked it up finally and dipped it in the ketchup. And put it in her mouth

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Twister 3465

And as he sat complaining about the latest thing, a basketball came crashing through the kitchen window. His wife sighed. While he rejoiced.

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Twister 3464

The roof needed fixing. He’d thought about it for a long time. He would look at it and think about what needed doing. The roof needed fixing

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Twister 3463

More than one lady had puked in his expensive powder room. And no one complimented him on the artichoke dip. He didn’t know what else to do

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Twister 3462

She caresses his scar. She kisses it. Rubs her cheek on it. A line on his skin evoking sympathy. Love. Lust. Best bar fight ever, he thinks.

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Twister 3461

He cradles his beer with a forlorn familiarity. She comes up to the bar and orders a vodka gimlet. And he knows he will go home alone again.

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Twister 3460

She baked him a pie and called him up and told him to come over and he did. She presented the pie. And then things got sticky. He hated pie.

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Twister 3459

He needed underwear. He went to a store and spent an hour talking with a salesman. He met his wife later. I’m not doing that again, he said.

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