This morning, Ali and I left the house in two cars, for a Dr. appointment; just a checkup, no big deal. She leaves about one minute before me, and as I'm pulling out, my phone goes off. "I have a flat tire," she says. She's only a few hundred yards from the house, but she's on a STEEP hill, so I can't change the tire there, for fear of the car
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