Nadja drove me home tonight.

I said, “Think of how many times we’ve stopped at that light, and driven around that corner.” She said, “That’s a happy thought.” When we got to my house I said, “Goodnight Nadja,” and she said, “Yeah.” We kissed and she left.

“You don’t live too far away,” she said, “not in my book.”

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Nadja drove me home tonight.