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March 26, 2014
And there we have it, Maude said, motioning with her wrist. He's home complaining about how many ciggies are left.

Mike looked at her quizzically, brushing a locks of hair to one side. What? I just made an observation that you have one left.

The big deal is that as if grieving in itself isn't enough, I'm being hassled for providing for you as well, Maude said. Lighting up her last one. Her blonde locks dancing imperceptibly to her agitation.

She took a few puffs, returning to her painting. Well..finish this one asshole.