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He stares at me for a couple of seconds, and I want to reach out and pop both of his eyes with my fingers, because those eyes, they’re too much.
Yup, he’s getting my shoe. The heel right to the esophagus.
“Something we tend to forget when married, that we’re tied together in all aspects. What one partner might do affects the other. Whether good or bad. One move tugs on the other and vice versa.
“I’m sorry, were you under the impression that I’m a cartoon character with eye-bulging capabilities?”
“Because you have the coordination of a geriatric wildebeest,”
