"And I guess shrinking out of sight and walking away is your thing I'll have to get used to. See, that frustrates me but you don't see me saying you have to stop doing that."
Jonathan waited for another angry retort from Friday, but one was not forthcoming. The sulk prone robot had walked away.
And there he stood
The rookie strordinaire
With his new life
In its beginnings
Just wishing for
A smoother way of it
Like his old life
Had some of that
Thus thought of that he did
Like with her but newly met
And maybe just maybe
In that good but goodly way
If played but well
The cards they were
"Terri." And he knew there was no good point in putting off that call any longer.
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