“More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. John sat pensively in the back of his best friend's mother's minivan, piloted by his best friend Mark. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently.
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