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"...so, then they put him oan different pills. They were blue pills this time."
"Did you try to-" I started, but was interrupted mid-sentence as she steamrollered over me.
"He wuz far wurse on them blue pills than he wuz on the red pills. It wuz the side effects maire than an'thin'. Gave him terrible diarrhea. Terrible, terrible diarrhea."
At first I had been happy to offer this little dumpling some polite conversation as we waited at the terminus. After all, it's possible that I may have been the only person she spoke to all day. However, when she got started on the side effects of her husband's heart medication, she rattled on like a runaway freight train loaded up with bowling balls.
I'm not being a money grabbing bastard, I just think it's not fair on people who bought the book to then find out it's free on the internet. Can't have that. So check it out now by clicking the book below:
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