Priscilla Meza

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“Alright, alright. Give me that.” He scoots closer and reaches for the glass.      “No way!” I tilt my body away from his, holding the glass of whiskey high in the air and as far away from his reach as I can get. He grabs it and places it on the coffee table while positioning his body on top of mine.
Priscilla Meza
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