April said, “Fred, I want to watch a show.”


    “Okay, April, how was your day?”


    “Fine, except for bad traffic, and my boyfriend is being a jerk.”


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    “Okay, April, playing a romantic comedy.”


    April stepped into her kitchen and touched the refrigerator.


    “April, your cholesterol is elevated, and you need to lose 10 pounds. I suggest a green salad with vinegar.”


    The holo phone rang.


    “Hello? Oh, hi, Yolanda. Yes, I’ll be ready this evening. Hmm. Yolanda, do you remember when we could use a remote control for the TV, and we’d eat anything we liked? You miss that too?”