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The party had finally ground to a halt at 3:30 AM. Only Kit remained in the house that I shared with my fiancé, Teá. We had all had far too much to drink, if there is such a thing. I had gone through nearly a fifth of Jack Daniels, and now sat on the couch nursing a beer. Teá had gone straight for the tequila shots, as always, and sipped a club soda with lime in between. Kit had tried a little bit of everything, and was now rolling a near-empty rocks glass in her manicured hand.

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