... " Patty drew close, into my hug and looked up at me, "Sure, Jimmy. I'll always love you." When Doug tapped on the door that afternoon, he was carrying a pitcher of some fancy drink and a bottle of Jack Black. He and Patty tore into the pitcher and I sipped at my mash, watching them kid and flirt like two teenagers. Finally making my decision, I stood up and told the two of them I had to drive into town and get the car gassed-up and checked-out for the trip home ...
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