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To my surprise, she chuckled loudly. “God, your mom was totally right. You are such a workaholic.”
“Work is all I know,” I told her. “And I like being that way. It keeps me busy. And focused.”
“Hmm,” she replied distractedly and looked at her phone. “We should probably order now. I think the gum has finally killed my appetite.”
I wanted to tell her that this conversation had done something similar for mine, but I held my tongue. After we ordered, I couldn’t help but look down at my watch. Time seemed to be moving incredibly slowly in her company and I couldn’t wait for this evening to be over.
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But I knew my mother was going to bombard me with questions and skewer me if she got the slightest sense that I didn’t make enough of an effort.
“Do you have any hobb
