Gerry leaned over and kissed me. “Be thankful you weren’t closer to the car than you were. Speaking of cars. Did I not tell you to stay in mine?”
“Well, yeah but…” I argued.
“But, nothing! When I tell you to stay in the car, damn it, stay in the car!!!”
“You know I never listen.”
“Perhaps it would behoove you to start.”
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