Two.

            “How are things with Jack?” I asked.

            “We’re okay…” he said, “still pestering me about giving up the room…”

            “You still have the room?”

            “I made you a promise…”

            “Mike, when I said I could go home to you, I meant figuratively!” I scolded him, “Jack’s place is much better, I love his white couch,” I joked.

            “How are things with you?”

            “Nothing much…”

            “Nick?”

            “Two weeks in a row…” I said.

            “Good, I’m proud of you, kiddo…”

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Friday Night

written by Lexan B. Orantes

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Vol. 2 Issue No. 7/ May 27, 2005

created & written by Lexan B. Orantes

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