The next morning, he rolled around the living room with the prosthetics on his knees.
"OK," he said, as if bracing himself for the impact. "Round two."
I crossed my arms. "Are you sure you don't want a coffee first?"
"I'm already nervous. Let's not add any caffeine."
He looked at me.
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