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cake on my good china. I lit one candle. Happy birthday, Debbie, I said aloud to the empty room. Then I muttered after a moment, we are not doing this today. I grabbed my purse and decided to get out of there.
I drove to the Rosebud Diner because the waitress, Kelly, always knew my order, my birthday, and how to say my name like it actually mattered.continue reading …
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