The Spontaneous Croque Madame
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“I’m hungry,” I said.
“I’m starving,” Ann said.
We’d exhausted our morning puzzles but had yet to relinquish the cozy bed. This was last Saturday, and all we had to do that day was to pack for Newport where Ann leads a low-rez MFA program.
“I bought some good ham,” she said. …
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