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BIG DEAL ABOUT NOTHING
“Ugh!” I look at my glass in disgust. I was chugging it down when I realized something is wrong with my tea. It has a strong metallic taste, yet it looks and even smells fine. I’m wracking my brain, but I can’t think what’s causing it to taste off. After another tentative sip, I decide to just dump it and make a fresh batch before Jo gets here.
On the way to dump my glass, I’m happy to note that sitting on the couch has already improved my back. It had become painful during brunch, and I’m grateful it won’t be as bad when Jo gets here. I wonder if the intimacy between us will still be there when she comes, or if my imagination has embellished it. She seemed so bothered by whoever was out there.
I grab a cardigan for the theater and drape it over the couch whil
