Hummingbird Cardigan:

“I’ll return it to you once I throw it in the wash!”

I knew she was being perfidious, but I had several reasons to not blame her for keeping my voguish cardigan. Well two really, but the one was devastating enough to be equivalent to one thousand excuses. But I don’t really relish pondering about that mitigation.

Sometimes I swear she adored that garment of clothing more than she did me or our friendship, but how could I despise her for that? It was absolutely sublime. I had purchased it a size too big for myself so I looked like I was a superhero about to save the day or a witch who casted spells in her free time, so just imagine what it appeared as on her body that over the years was gradually disintegrating.

Despite her balding he...

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