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dismissed

I asked to go, he demurred. I whispered back that it was all a bottle of soda. He looked away. Dismissed.

When I saw him later that evening he was wearing red socks. he said goodbye to early. Dismissed.

Posted By G. Bond On 03.09.2012 @ 8:09 pm