Saturday, April 16, 2016

None of Your Business

The dog is struggling down the stairs one at a time, with many pauses and looks back over her shoulder as she goes. I hand an extra wine bottle from upstairs to the guy bagging up our recycling for us and he looks at it in surprise.

"What's this, a double bottle?" he says slyly. "Isn't this a repeat from last week?

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