Fiction | December 01, 1991
Gorepac
Will Baker
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I’ve had a long day with the sharks, and Audrey is exhausted after a basement workout. It’s Time for Two time. Bliss out with a drink, take stock, relate. So we make the arrangements: Gabe shooed off to the neighbors, answering machine on duty, and Falafel has his kitty kibbles.
Aud puts together a tray: chips, salsa, a Miller and a Blue Mountain Spring Water, one frosty mug. My thing, to keep glass in the freezer for that extra edge.
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