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On Tuesday nights, my husband, son, and I have formed the habit of stopping at Burger King on the way home from our classes. Not much else is open at that hour, and Tuesday is 99 cent Whopper night. Tonight, … Continue reading
On Tuesday nights, my husband, son, and I have formed the habit of stopping at Burger King on the way home from our classes. Not much else is open at that hour, and Tuesday is 99 cent Whopper night. Tonight, … Continue reading
Whenever the phone rings before noon, I know it is one of two things: a family emergency, or a stranger who wants to sell me something. Knowing this, I always answer the phone at that hour in a voice that … Continue reading