“Clara dear, would you please fetch me a cold compress? I feel a bit faint. It must have been the enchiladas, you know that spicy food doesn’t agree with me anymore. Why on earth did you serve it to me? Honestly Clara, some days I think you just don’t care any longer…we’re not as young as when we first fell in love. I realize that, but do you have to torment me with food? Both of us could stand to lose a few pounds…Clara? Clara are you listening to me? I really need that compress!” Clara left after the first request. It was time. Twenty years was enough!
The Bag Lady 
Hahaha, he’s gonna keep laying there talking, never realizing he’s left alone!
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