Family dinner is the grease stain along the bottom of the takeout bag, the slurp of a plastic straw followed by the hollow shake and crunch of ice against a cardboard cup. It’s the small popping noise beside him as the clear lid to a wilted salad comes off. God, yes. And that final line just knocked me down. Thank you.
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Date: 2010-05-15 05:17 am (UTC)God, yes. And that final line just knocked me down. Thank you.