Tuesday evening, 6:20pm.
Felix is en route home from work.
Haley is watching Sesame Street in the ABC room.
I am cooking dinner.
I am sitting in my office chair, which I wheeled next to the stove. I pick up the spatula and flip the tofu, sizzling in the wok, my purple sweatshirt unzipped, my t-shirt lifted and my breast in Alexa's mouth.
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