Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for July 03, 2013
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FROZEN FOOD Val: Dickerson! Dickerson: VAL! Val: What are the odds I'd run into someone from my office? Dickerson: When supposedly you're SICK. Val: I needed a mental health day! Dickerson: Well I need...hmm...let me think... Dickerson: A bottle of my new favorite scotch! Val: Blackmail?! That's a new low. But not for YOU.
I’m sorry, I’m having difficulty feeling sorry for Val—she was an idiot to call in sick and not send someone else for lemonade. Seriously—how badly did she need lemonade?