Big thanks to all who responded! I'll keep writing....
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"Darling," Iman nudged David awake. I was 3:00 AM.

"Ugh...is Lexie OK?" David rubbed his temples.

"She's fine. David, perhaps you ought to see a doctor. You could be having a migraine."

"What I need is a fag."

Yesss...that's it...

"Oh, David," Iman sat on his lap, and folded her arms around his shoulders....

No...no....

"I am sorry if I pushed you into this," she says. "I would let you smoke until you are one hundred years if it would make the pain go away. But I know that your father died at about your age from lung disease, and I am so afraid of losing you."

Longevity is overrated...let him smoke...

"It's not just you," David put her head on his shoulder. "I'd been trying to quit for years. But...nah, it's stupid..."

"What, darling?"

"I swear I hear this voice telling me to smoke again. The voice always wins. Maybe I'm just a high-functioning undiagnosed schitzophrenic with dependency issues."

"Well, if the voice comes back, tell me and I'll yell at him and make him go away!"

David laughed out loud, then muffled himself, hoping he didn't just wake up Alex.

Iman continued, "And you have got Duncan, and Zu, and four against one is not bad odds, no?"

David grinned, "No." He and his plucky wife kiss.

Iman: "And you're breath will smell better too."

David razzes her, as she then laughs out loud, "OK, Mr. Jones, back to bed, now!"

"I thought you liked the smell of my smokes," he pouts.

"I can always tell how long it's been between cigs--the longer, the worst it was."

"Ooooh, after 9 years, it comes out," David mocks scolds her as they creep off to bed.

"You got to be honest in marriage. Tom and Nicole--If he would have told her he was gay..."

"He's not gay! He's too bloody wierd..."

"Wait," Iman pauses. "Are you sure you don't want a quick smoke to take the edge off?"

Yes...YES...that's more like it...

"Serious?"

"As moonlight."

David thinks. "Nah. I'll be OK." Off to bed...
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Suffragette City...

"DAMN YOU WOMAN!!" KRAKA-KA-BOOOOOM! The Duke screams, "I was so close...so close...."

To be contined...'cause I'm tired and I gotta go to work tomorrow...[/i}



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