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Party
She knows I hate them. Somehow she decides every year they are a good idea. Isn’t it bad enough I call myself one year older? Do I have to be made a spectacle of?
I got home early, to thwart the surprise. I walked in to her lounging on the couch. Confused I greeted her.
“Oh, you’re home early.”
“No party?”
“You hate them, I thought we could just have dinner at Georgio’s.”
“Sure.”
We headed to the restaurant. I got suspicious when I recognized every car in the lot. When I entered, the cheering was no surprise.
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