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March 12, 2007

From The Comments: *** Dave

“I loaded the coffee.”

That’s all the note beside the maker said, a tender reminder of her love. She’d known I was getting up early in the morning, working from home, stressed and cranky and angry and irritable – and desperate for caffeine.

She'd done it after I’d gone up to bed. The special caramel blend bought a few weeks back. Filtered water from the fridge rather the tap, just to taste the better.

It was so quintessentially her, I wondered why I’d strangled her the night before.

I sighed. I’d need to drink some coffee before tackling that particular problem.

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Comments

Don't you just hate these kinds of mornings?

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at March 13, 2007 1:12 AM · Permalink