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The day after Rachel and I exchanged views on whether her six year old son should be permitted to yell “I hate you!” at her, Rachel came home from a visit with her therapist, Teddy.

“Teddy agrees with me,” Rachel says.

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Rachel and I are driving down Woodward after seeing District 9.  We’re in the aftermath phase of a three-day fight.  Officially, the fight is over, but we are both still treading carefully, fearing aftershocks.  That’s why the movie date instead of dinner out.  No talking, no trouble. I notice some paperwork on the dashboard.  A practice schedule.  Hmm, I think, the [...]

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The waiter took orders from a hand-holding, romantic couple and delivered entrees to two sullen adversaries.

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