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Painted Black | A Flashback
New York City | My apartment | Night ( Read more... ) -
In some countries that would make us engaged
I'm sitting in the kitchen, reading the paper, my dishes in front of me. Fiona comes in and heads straight for the pantry and begins making tea. "Good morning." "It is? Has your Visa expired?" she asks. She goes to the fridge and shakes her empty milk carton, then points to my plate. My milk carton, more specifically. "Are you finished with that ( Read more... )
