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I laughed once. It sounded older and sadder than I felt.
“You should have thought of that before you traded me in for her.”
At the door, he patted his pockets, searching.
“Your blood pressure pills, Walter,” I said.
“I don’t want you struggling, hon.”
“They’re on the counter.”
For a second, shame crossed his face. Then he tucked the bottle into his pocket continue reading …
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