The unmaking started with our car, a soft-top VW bug painted bright teal. It disappeared one afternoon while I was out, picking up some food and a carton of juice. The juice was for me. Raymond had stopped drinking it weeks ago, another item on his list.
Too acidic, he said, as though the oranges would etch him away from the inside out.
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