Dialogue this morning around 8 a.m. I’ve been up for 40 minutes, Sarah for ten.
Sarah, casting her eyes around the room with mild alarm: “whatever you do, don’t throw out my cup of coffee.”
Me: “I’d sooner tear away the baby lamb from the claws of the fierce tiger.”
Sarah: looks at me blankly. “What? Why wouldn’t [...]
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