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I took my girl to go bowling downtown at the red door after an argument I started cause I thought she didn’t like me anymore. I can’t help it sometimes I feel pitiful and of course she’s so young and beautiful. I bought us two glasses of coke, that’s her favorite and I wanted to make up for earlier but I dropped her glass and it broke, so I just gave my glass to her. She laughed and so did I in our lane and then she went to a vending machine to buy a candy cane but right next to that was a boy I knew with a spring in his hand playing a country pinball machine called ‘stand by your man.’ I saw him talk to her but I stayed in my lane and played my game steady and was thinking of a day when I’d be too old to throw a ball this heavy. But I guess I’m young now so it’s easier to knock ‘em all down. Then I looked and saw her say to him ‘you’re really hittin’ that ball around’ and he’s lookin’ at her the way I did when I first met her. I could see in his face white flowers and cups of coffee and love letters. I was sorry to interrupt their game but I went and did it anyway. I dropped my red bowling ball through the glass of his machine I said ‘are you quick enough to hit this ball, mr. clean?’ I was scared to lose her so I couldn’t help being mean. And that ended both of our games. I said I was sorry but my girl left with him just the same. I thought how much I hate when love makes me act this way. I was bent over a broken pinball machine in a bowling alley and I threw it all away. Well isn’t it all just a big game?