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the keys to a good marriage, part 10

Do you think we’ll ever go back to Texas? Mo asks. Yes, of course, I reply. Sometimes the key to a good marriage is lying.

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folgers

“If you’re ever lost, take a right.” — the prophet steven rowley “Coffee’s ready,” he says. “It’s Folgers.” It’s a little after 7 a.m. and I’m sitting in the waiting room of a Honda dealership in a little West Texas … Continue reading

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once upon an interstate

I know when night is gone that a new world’s born at dawn. — the prophet robert nolan We’re in New Mexico. Or maybe Arizona. Or somewhere in Texas if I got back on the interstate going the wrong direction. … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 385

I would carry you on my shoulders Across the muddy river Texas feels like Mexico She reminds me of my mother — the prophet Alejandro Escovedo Char gives me her prescriptions. She’s almost 90 and has a fracture in her … Continue reading

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smith boys breaking stuff

In our defense, they shouldn’t leave mallets next to shiny things. We were clearly set up. Luckily, my legal training (one season of watching L.A. Law until I realized Jimmy Smith spells his name Smits and therefore is likely NOT … Continue reading

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