My Favorite Chair
“Pass it and turn it up!” She had that infectious grin on her face and reached for my pipe with her small nimble fingers.I handed it to her and without hesitation, she brought it to her beautiful full lips, lit the lighter and took a deep hit. I was mesmerized by her. I always had been. Her small frame squirmed, dancing in the overstuffed armchair and took another hit. Music. It was always music with her. Whenever she was around there was an endless supply of music she could dance to. I looked...
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