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April 14, 2006
I finally look up from the coffeepot to stare at her; years of practice with sunglasses has me raising my head higher than normal to show where I'm looking. "Can I ask why you couldn't just take me to Starbucks?"Stupid thing to say. Take what you have and don't ask for more. I'm tired.
She glares at me, eyes flashing and part of me feels at ease. The need lessens a little; Adara or Miriam are sitting in front of me. Familiar. "What, you wanna help corporate conglomerates and line the pockets of overpaid business executives?"she demands indignantly.