“How are your dental treatments coming along?”
“I had a bunch of fillings…” He trails off in the manner of someone reluctant to announce bad news. “..all over the place. Terrible.”
“And your root canal?”
“I’ve not done anything about it.”
“I see.” A meaningful silence.
“It’s okay!” He enthuses jokingly. “In like ten years I’ll be having new teeth growing from my stem cells…”
“Or you could get a steel jaw.”
“Hey. That is also true – adamantine teeth.”
I have to scoff. “And what if you accidentally bit your tongue?”
“Don’t you mean my adamantine tongue...?”
“Who would want to kiss you then?!”
“I would simulate your kissing me.” Duh, his tone says. He smiles, obviously proud of himself.
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would it help if I sent you some samples of novel narrative?
Bern
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