Leroy stood in line at the store, with everything on his list, nothing more, nothing less. He would painstakingly research the store fliers, make his lists of groceries and supplies, and go shopping each month. He had never bought an item that wasn’t on the list, which is why his wife of twenty years, Myrtle, was leaving him. She said, on his way out the door to procure the necessary items that she needed to be with someone who didn’t need to plan their lives down to the minute details. L...
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