In the shower, I mention not being able to listen to a band I’ve been meaning to catch up on, and Katie shoots back, “Well, you had time to watch that movie you’ve seen half-a-million times.”
“I’m not mad,” I say, pouting a little, “just a little hurt.”
“Did somebody hurt you? ‘Cause it wasn’t me,” she replies, continuing to scrub her arms.
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