you bad girl you

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At McDonald's, I leaned closer to Anne to scold her. She had just returned from having our cups refilled with coffee.

"See that?" I pointed to a sign on the wall above her head. It said: Do not leave your valuables unattended.

"Don't you ever leave me again," I said in mock seriousness, waving my finger at her in the way you reprimand a child.

She laughed like a teenager, reached across the table and tweaked my nose hard.

(Ouch.) ",

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