Turning Fifty

by on March 5th, 2015
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Joann turned fifty. Time to wear the chunky orthopedic sandals like a nun touring Europe; time to quit coloring her hair; time to adopt a cat, she thought as she slammed shut the car door and watched the snow slide off on to the floor of her nearly empty garage. Geoff took most of the stuff when he left last year, for the waitress at the local diner. Her eggs were presumably fresher, and her ham a bit less fatty. Joann went inside and poured herself a birthday glass of Shiraz. Then she began to sharpen the butcher knifeā€¦

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