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"I must have fallen asleep and let the bottle I was warming boil dry."

I didn't know her that well; just someone to chat with on a break. It was strange how confidences got shared in the hours before dawn. 

"I shouldn't have been there anyway, so I just grabbed Martina and left town," she drunk the last of her coffee.

We worked shifts for the utility company, sorting queries and booking appointments. Each call a domestic drama. All the mixed up minutiae of lives unravelled, while we sat in the half-light waiting for the punchline.


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