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| Can I come out there? |
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| I’ll be good, I promise. |
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| Really. |
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| Wait. Are you serious? |
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| Forget it, then. I’m leaving. |
Life is so much better with Rosemary in it. She is a delight, every single day.
And sock yarn that’s as green as the summer trees is delightful, too!
Not Plain Jane 