I’d been to the cinema countless times with Gibsie and Claire down through the years and was more than prepared for the argument that ensued when I asked the dreaded “What are we going to watch?” question. It was the same fight they had before every bleeding film. Like an old married couple, they threw down right there in front of the ticket booth. “You’re wrong, Gerard,” Claire growled, folding her arms across her chest. “I’m telling you, we need to go see The Wedding Date.” “I’m not listening to you,” he declared, glaring right back at her. “Not after The Notebook escapade.” “That was a
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