My husband mentions somebody’s fiancée or a coworker, and we go through the same conversation. “Did I meet them?” I ask him. “We all went to get roast duck in Uptown,” he says.
Or: “Mia brought her to movie night.” Or: “You came to the Super Bowl party at Peter’s house.” Or: “No, I don’t think so.” “Did I like them?” “You thought he was funny,” he says.
Or: “She invited us to stay with her in Madison.” Or: “You loved them.” Or: “No, I don’t think so.” I look at photos of strangers.
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