2006-06-24

"so you coming or not?"
i hated it when she pressured me like this.

"not sure," i replied. "maybe i'll just stay here until you get back."

"don't be ridiculous," she shot back. "you know you want to go."
i squirmed in my chair, staring down at the bare wood floor.

i could tell she was waiting me out.
every second of silence was a 'win' for her.
she knew me too well.

i caved.
"what the hell," i shrugged. "picking out color samples for the baby's room might be fun after all."




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