Modern Love in miniature, featuring reader-submitted stories of no more than 100 words. (From the NYT) My mom had set me up with a guy that worked at the gas station near her house. I had recently ended a long relationship. That guy wasn't right for me in any way, but his friend was. We bonded while watching Kill Bill and he gave me a foot massage. A few years ago, we stayed at a bed and breakfast. The proprietor said to me after breakfast, 'You just get prettier every time I look at you.' To which, my husband replied, "You should see the progression over almost 10 years."
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