Gregory and Maureen
A Narrative Hypertext

The wreck of last night's dinner's in the sink.
Mo's at the table, hands bent round a mug
Of cooling decaff. "Look... Just let me think."
Greg turns towards her, answers with a shrug
That she can't see. Her eyes stare downward, bleak.
After some moments, he begins to speak.

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