My Break
I had a break. A break with reality, that is. The phone rang. A friend asked if I am in the mood to bake cookies. "Sure," I said, cautiously.
Then I agreed to bake 2 or 3 dozen cookies for a bake-sale Friday night.
Then I agreed to bake 2 or 3 dozen cookies for a bake-sale Friday night.
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