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Just Okay

Dana

"Oh hell, you again, fruit fly?" Mr. Jackson glanced up from the paper he was reading and gave me a wry smile.

"Morning, Mr. Jackson. How are you today?" I set my tray down near the door and picked up the cup of pills I had ready for the ornery older man.

"I'd be better if you'd stop bringing by this damn poison." He huffed and crossed his arms over his frail chest like a small child might.

"You don't really believe that, right?" I extended the cup to him.

"What? That I'd be better off without you coming by?"

I chuckled. "No, that this is poison."

"It tastes like shit! Have you had these things? Here... I'll share." He extended the cup back toward me, still full of pills.

I laughed and pushed it back toward him. "You're the best part of my day. Did you know that?"

He grunted and popped the pills in his mouth as I walked around and opened his windows.

"Your day must suck to high heaven." He snorted as I turned around and smiled.

"Nope. It's really an okay life. It's not great or a
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