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John stopped mid-stride. June bumped into him, accidentally sending her text mid-sentence. She backhanded his shoulder.

"Quick," he said. "Three words. I'll turn them into a story and relate it all back to grass."

"What? No. Go." June looked back down to her phone and continued walking.

John followed. He spoke again as they passed the library lawn where Homer usually napped.

"After what happened to his front lawn, Homer had no choice but to go in search of the perfect grass seed."

June looked up over the top of her phone, and back down. "Thai for lunch?"

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    D.M. about 7 years ago


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    Melanie about 7 years ago

    Thanks y'all!

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