The four friends had spent the day fishing and were
finishing a fine dinner of hamburgers since none of them were very good at
fishing.
They sat in companionable relaxation around the fire,
listening to night noises and drinking beer.
The conversation flowed from their jobs to their families,
and as the moon rose higher, inevitably to regrets and aspirations not
attained.
It was decided that, all in all, things could be a lot
worse, and life didn’t suck.
One of them wondered aloud how their husbands were doing
alone with the kids, and they all had a good laugh.
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