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The longer Melinda thought about her relationship with Dave, the more disgusting the whole thing became. On the other hand, she regarded her son as an innocent individual, not given to going out and making passes at every young woman that he saw, as was the case with so many of his classmates at school.
One afternoon, Melinda, who drank very little, was particularly depressed, thinking about her married life. She began to sip scotch and water, and the more she drank, the more melancholy she grew.
It was Friday, and she knew that her husband would be working late at the bank.
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The longer Melinda thought about her relationship with Dave, the more disgusting the whole thing became. On the other hand, she regarded her son as an innocent individual, not given to going out and making passes at every young woman that he saw, as was the case with so many of his classmates at school.
One afternoon, Melinda, who drank very little, was particularly depressed, thinking about her married life. She began to sip scotch and water, and the more she drank, the more melancholy she grew.
It was Friday, and she knew that her husband would be working late at the bank.