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He handed her a caramel Frappuccino. “But you always pick the one I like best.” “That’s part of what makes it delicious! The microaggression.”
“There was a Tragedy on the road today.” “I’m sorry,” she said. “It’s okay,” he said. And it was okay. It would be okay. He was okay. “Tragedies just happen sometimes,” he said. (It was what people said after a Tragedy.) “Yes,” she agreed. “Some things are unavoidable.” “Yes,” he said. But that wasn’t true. “I mean, no. It’s not like that. Tragedies on the road happen even when they don’t have to.”

