Going to the Diner

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When we got to the diner, I ordered a chicken sandwich with gravy. The gravy was way to thick for my enjoyment, so I didn't finish it. When we were on our way back to my grandmother's place, we stopped for some ice cream. Then, we went home to play poker. I won, of course. "Just beginners luck." My grandmother explained to my brother, who was watching us. "Sure," I said in a sarcastic voice. 

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