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Sunday, June 11, 2017

Today's OneWord: Drinking

"Why do you smell like licorice and salt?"

I stared at her. My mouth felt like a miniature desert. "What?" I gurgled.

She moved closer to me, taking a deep, exaggerated breath through her nose. Then, she frowned.

"I knew it," she scowled. "You've been drinking again. Why must you always do this?"

"It was only a little bit," I mumbled.

"You're leaning to one side! I hardly think you've only had a little bit!"

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