Bad excuses — napping and cleaning the house

By Alan O’Hashi, Morning Musing

Both of us felt guilty about missing our appointments. Deep down, I could care less if Carson had to wait. Preston was already divorced, and whether his loan was community property didn’t make much difference. Someone had to make the payments, and that was Preston.




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