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I sat backwards, facing the domed hatchback window, looking at the driver behind us look at me. I was knees to chin sitting where the television would go on the new-to-us entertainment center that only just fit inside my Plymouth Horizon. The man and woman in the Volvo behind us smiled, so I waved and they laughed. As I hugged by shins and tried not to get carsick, I continued to wonder, as I had for days, if buying more furniture with someone I wasn't completely sold on was a good idea.