Chapter 21

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"America" A man walks into the kitchen. He doesn't smell coffee brewing or anything cooking. He scratches his head and picks up his favorite mug. The man starts looking for his wife. "Paige, get your ass out of that damn window. Hell, it seems as if you sleep in that damn chair. Why in the hell did you move it there anyway? Where in the hell are my coffee and breakfast." The man turns an empty cup upside down, looking at her. The wife is sitting in a chair looking through a pair of binoculars. "Abner, you can stop at Starbuck or somewhere for your damn coffee. It's some bagels in there. Grab one on your way out." She doesn't look at him. Abner shakes his head. "Our neighbors are going to start complaining about your nosey ass. What's so interesting out there that you can't cook or

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