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Among my dreams last night, one scrap I have been able to keep has me and a younger Teri seated in a rather crowded bar & restaurant, and it is just us two together, mother and me. At one point, I look over toward the bar and feel a particular longing, and I said to her that I really would like to get a margarita. She immediately agrees and takes out a checkbook to pay for it. The last thing I can recall is my trying to tell her that she does not need to do that.
