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So the five minutes that it takes you to inhale a greasy burger is more important than the life of a person? A friend, a father, a brother, a boyfriend? Nobody thinks of these things. But when you put it like that, it puts a different light on it, don’t you think? I’m not saying that I have never done it before. I’ll admit it, I have, and I never even thought about it. Hell I was one of the worst about going thru the drive-thru and snatching out the hot fries before I ever left the parking lot. I’m a bad person and I’ll admit it. One eye on the prize and one on the road.
I guess I’m still trying to wrap my head around all of it. I’m sorry to come off like a bitch. Quitting time is going to be a bit harder today. Heath worked a few blocks down from my shop and I wave whenever I see him outside. This weekend will be a bit harder because I know, for a fact, I will not see his smiling face. And it breaks my heart.
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