Feeling Good

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Lunch had been served and I thought everybody was in the dining room, so I walked back to the infirmary to steal a Diet Coke from the residents’ refrigerator. A nurse’s aide was aggressively eating the fried fish, browned potatoes, and broccoli casserole. She looked up, and with her mouth still full, she said, “This is good.”
That made me feel good, and she didn’t see the Diet Coke in my pocket.

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