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places a kiss on my forehead, then climbs
out of bed.
“In a hurry this morning?”
“Yeah, I have so much to do before
the trip this weekend.”
“Ah, the trip.”
He looks at me oddly. “Everything
okay, babe?”
Babe.
I used to like that stupid pet name. I
hated the cliché before, but when he said
