by Samantha Duncan
"Marriage teaches you how to argue, not those silly classes," my aunt told me. It was the summer before my senior year of high school, and I was taking a debate class I found highly stimulating. But I did believe her, as she would sit in the kitchen by herself and argue with her husband, who had been dead for three years. "I never took a debate class, and I win every fight," she said, and I had no doubts about it. She was winning a debate right now at her table of one, yelling about the water bill at the bowl of fake fruit in the middle like she wanted to eat it. It was obvious she had more in that head of hers than I would ever get out of any class.
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Samantha Duncan talks to both fake and real fruit.
