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A Road We'll All Have To Travel

My father hates to admit it but the walks he takes every day are taking their toll. He no longer walks as far, he no longer walks as long, but he's still determined to get out there and make me worry about him until he gets back. "I really don't feel like going," he'll sometimes say, but before I can encourage him to stay, he's out the door. He's so stubborn, he even aggravates himself. If it's hot, I'll tell him to wait until it's cooler. He'll refuse. Sometimes he'll even put on a light jacket. I'm positive it's just to irritate me. And then, when it's cool, he'll head out the door in shorts and a t-shirt. "At least put on a jacket," I'll tell him. "It's not cold," he'll argue. "Yes, it is," I'll plead. "It feels warm to me," he'll comment. "That's because we're indoors," I'll point out. "I'll be all right," he'll insist...
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Funny Shades of Grey--chapter twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-Six    I wake with a Jolt.   That's a high-energy soda made by the fine people at Coca Cola, and I'm not just saying that because they promised to hook me up with a lifetime supply of lard. It's highly caffeinated, and so am I. Which is why I probably dreamt...   I was dreaming, and in my dream I was falling down an up escalator. It took me an hour and a half to reach the bottom. As I was bouncing upward off of the moving stairs, I remember thinking, "Haven't I already written this before?" But it doesn't matter, because, even if I have, I'm writing it again. When I finally hit the bottom, I bolt upright in Christian's bed. Am I a woman in Christian's bed who dreamt I was falling down an up escalator? Or am I a woman falling down an up escalator dreaming that I'm in Christian's bed?   I start to get up. Well, isn't that odd. My panties are down around my ankles. I wonder how that happened. I look around suspici...
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