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My Fake Husband Novel SynopsisTrixie
“He’s a bum. I’ve told you a hundred times. You have to get out from under this guy,” Kiera said. “Believe me, I’d like to.
I just can’t afford it right now. He never listens to me,” I lamented. “Are you eating? What are you eating?
I can hear you.” “Nothing,” I said, trying to swallow too-big pieces of BBQ chips. “It’s crunchy. It’s chips isn’t it?
God, I miss chips.” “Sis, give up the Keto. I’m telling you, pork rinds are bad news.
They are not better for you than these sweet ass barbecue chips I have here. Totally wholesome.
Made from potatoes, not pig fat.” “Don’t disrespect pig fat. Bacon is excellent,” she protested. “Yes, it is, but it’s not everything,” I told her.
“I miss potatoes so much. Sometimes I lay awake and think about how much I’d like to have, like, a real burger with a bun and some fries.
Not just a big slab of meat with more meat on the side.” “You’re allowed to have vegetables,” I said. “I know, but vegetables suck.
All the good ones are potatoes.” “That’s it. For your birthday I’m getting you a five-pound bag of Idahos.” “You bitch.
I’d probably eat one raw,” she said. I laughed. “What am I going to do about this pipe?
I’ve looked it up on YouTube and tried to fix it myself. Six different ways. Nothing works.
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