"Why are you cheeks so red?" he asks, still smiling.
"Oh, I'm just mad about something," I say, realizing, as I say it, that that inconsiderate email I read right before I called them must have gotten to me more than I thought.
One year ago: Forgotten
Two years ago: Relief
Four years ago: Not All That Great A Door, Really, Either
Five years ago: Be Willing to be Boring
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