I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date…..
Oh my. Oh my. There is so much to do and so much to say that I can’t think of anything. The whole world is coming to Sautee and Helen tomorrow night. Larry is thirty and I am four. Who would guess that Alice would be sick? She is sick. But maybe just maybe, everything will happen the way it is supposed to and everything will fall right into place. Oh my. Oh my.
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