Deserved

For the last week I’ve been parking on a different floor of the parking garage. Most of the spots on that floor are reserved for specific people, but there are a few open spots. When I drove in on Monday, I looked at each spot, saying “Reserved, reserved, reserved...” For the rest of the week, as soon as I pulled into the parking garage Gabe said “Deserved, deserved, deserved...”

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