Article July 30, 2001 Issue

An inner monologue after a tough day

By Cheryl Petersen

Oh, I don't want to move. My head will hurt worse, and it's making my stomach sick. What a Monday this is turning out to be. At least I made it through work. I shouldn't have done so much last weekend. Now I want a nap. A nap sounds better than making dinner.

What? The phone, for me?

"Hello. Oh, hello, Bill. Sitting here. The plums are ready? Plums would be nice. Sure, I'll come to your house in a little while and pick some. Thank you. Bye-bye."

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