There was a five and dime store four blocks away. He bought tissues, aspirin, and mentholated petrolatum. As he was leaving with his purchases, the scents spilling from the deli next door drew him in and he bought a quart of chicken soup for his partner, along with a pastrami sandwich on dark rye for himself. It was a little difficult to manage the hot soup in its all-too-fragile waxed-paperboard container on the walk back to the apartment building but he made it without spilling it or burning himself, and it wasn't until he was knocking on Napoleon's door with his free elbow that he realized he was, perhaps, acting a little oddly
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So glad to hear you're home again! Good luck with the recovery process. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that you will stay out of the ER for a very long time. Take care!
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