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The car radio cut out and I tore my eyes from the brake lights in front of me to glance at the in-dash screen as the Bluetooth displayed the incoming call. Maryann’s name appeared on the screen. I thumbed the talk button on the steering wheel.
‘Hey, baby,’ I called laconically.

‘Hi, honey,’ she called from the car speakers. ‘I figured you’d be home by now. Are you far?’

‘No, I stopped at my girlfriends house and got some on the way home.’ It was an old joke between us. ‘She called, begging, you know how she is, that whiney bitch,’ I laughed.

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