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Broken Reflection, Jenny Carpenter

AWE (A Woman’s Experience)

“B, grab me my napkin, why don’t you,” Jim says, leaning back into the plush, bloodred chair at Spanky’s. Spanky’s is hardly a dinner date—I mean, it’s a sandwich place.

But it’s what Jim wants. And what he wants, he gets.

Still, I hesitate, thinking about telling him to just snatch it up off the ground himself. I’m not his slave. The napkin’s right in front of him.