Thursday, November 29, 2012

We have a very close bond.

Hank walks up to me, grunts, and smiles at me with a mouth full of half-chewed macaroni and cheese.

"So, do you have a girlfriend? Tell me about her."

Hank swallows cheesy pasta, grabs backpack and walks toward his room.

"And you wonder why I sit in my room all day."

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