“This was supposed to be your birthday dinner, but we got hungry. You two keep such late hours, don’t you?” Lily trilled. “It’s six o’clock. Most people aren’t even home from work yet,” Nick complained. “The elderly consume their calories early,” Gabe explained over his foot-long cheesesteak. “We also eat our desserts first since we don’t know how much time we have left,” Fred said, pointing to the pie plate of mostly crumbs. The man was back in his frosted-tip boy-band toupee. “Your hair is standing up,” Nick told him. Fred patted his head like a cat. “Had to vacuum the plaster dust out of
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