And each time, I swear to myself that this time will be different, that I’ll make the effort. That I’ll ask about your job and what you’re working on. And I promise myself I’ll listen to you with my whole body and every ounce of concentration in me. I’ll hang on your every word. And then I might even ask another question. But as soon as you walk in the door sure it’s like a bolt closes over my mouth. And in you come, all bags and bustle. Landing on the couch with a big grin on your face like you’ve just arrived from the Bahamas. You hand over the bottle of whiskey and sit forward, elbows on
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