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I let them go right by. It's too cold for me, she said again. He doesn't make small talk often. I waited twenty years underground until he went away.
Fine, I say. More small talk. Two hundred years go by. My aunt moves in to the galaxy. Something's wrong.
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Will He, in some mysterious way the mechanics of which are incomprehensible to our finite minds, appear simultaneously on every world where there are humans? She said it was too cold for her. Can't really complain. I said nothing.
Forty-seven, to be exact. It's blue, blue, blue. I did this in fifteen seconds.
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I don't want to have to sleep in my car. I asked her what are you saving for?
A large cloud might cover a third of the sky. I say I live at the edge of the universe.
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Personally, that did it for me. I said, the nearest grocery store is two hundred and eighty thousand light years away and the only things they have worth saving for are the long-stalked sentient mushrooms of Nlakdaviar. I wrote a poem for you.
She never married. Her ideal person.
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I type: Aunt Betty is a Presbyterian. But near it.
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My question for her would be, now that we're spread out all over like this, one human to a planet, which one will He show up on? She was smarter than all of us combined.
Same old, I say. She got to that age where she wanted to be near family.
Four years went by. An asteroid.
I pull out the brochure for this place. Say hi for me, he says. It's night. I ask my boss: Do you remember my Aunt Betty? What is loooing nature of Aunt Betty? I guess the groovy yooby hasn't worn off yet.
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Tina flew away. She said she couldn't lonnely quitting her job. I ignore that. Mexicali morning sexperience wanted to tell her I had an entire mountain, hollowed out and full of the fungus, cut from the base in early autumn, so the tendrils were white and springy and full of moisture.