Business Trip Tagalong

Clara was getting ready to go out to work. I flung myself across the bed and said.

“Hey, I was thinking about your convention next week. I was thinking I could come too. You would spend your days going to seminars and I would write. And at night, we would make love like newlyweds. What do you say?”

“Sorry, honey, could you repeat?” she said, lost in thoughts.

“Nothing,” I replied and began formulating an idea for a short story.

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