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There’s a word for that. Jack says this often and with much frustration. Then he tries the dictionary. When that doesn’t help he hits mute.

It was sunny but his left knee said rain. He touched the scar and scanned the sky for clouds. His knee never lied. So he bought an umbrella.

He says, she has a Grand Canyon kind of vibe. He says, that there’s surfer music. He says, I haven’t done that yet, but it sounds tempting.

The child squished the bug. The boy put worms down girls’ backs. The teen spat into the Big Macs. The man played pinochle alone on weekends.

We were playing cards and being men and suddenly out of a poof of smoke emerged a fairy godmother and she turned all our beers into pumpkins

I saw the car and I kinda had to have it, you know, and I wasn’t thinking, ok, and the alarm was so freakin’ loud and then I’m in handcuffs.

Tim threw the baseball at John’s bedroom window. Um, I’m right here, John said. You’re invisible to me, Tim said. You should run, John said.