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July
Between Dinner and a Movie.
Saturday nights when we were very small were the best. We made blanket forts and used every damn cushion in the couch. Laying pillows on the floor, we’d jump from down-filled island to island, pretending that the carpet was infested with alligators and only by balancing on the pillows would we be safe. The babysitter always promised to make healthy dinner, but usually we ate popcorn, chicken fingers, and drank diet soda by the bottle, filling the glasses to the very brim and frantically slurping the carbonated foam away before it could spill over.
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Between Dinner and a Movie.
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