December 5, 2016 
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“You need to smile more.” Bill said, and I did–ruefully. Amused by how much Bill cost.
“You ought to laugh again.” Billy added, and I winced. He hit me where it hurt most—a solid club right to the funny bone.
“You need to re-ha.” he elaborated—winking–and I laughed. Anything Billy Tate says, Billy Tate says–goes.
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