December 31, 2011 02:14:38 PM
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Ann

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40 years later and there you are in a rented gold Chevy, arm waving out the window in case I had forgotten.

14,600 days.

Me now zaftig you bald but with those blue eyes still; lightening straight to my heart.

Damn you.

Christmas in July, we unwrapped, sitting here at my mundane kitchen table while flowers withered in the heat and the air stood breathless.

'Re-bonded, not rebounded.'

You were always clever with words.

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