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My grandma had told me once you couldn’t make someone love you or even like you, but you could sure as hell make someone put up with you.
His wife was an idiot. His wife was a giant, fucking idiot with a little crazy sprinkled in.
“She wouldn’t be my first, but she’d be the only one who ever mattered. I think she could wait for the time to be right. I’d make sure she never regretted it.”
“I said it before and I’ll say it again, your wife is a fucking idiot. I hope you know that, Professor.”
When I’d gone for the bill, Dallas had swept my hand to the side and said, “That’s cute.”
“Tell me what his name is, and I’ll put him six feet in the ground.”
