I walk through the front door and set my stuff down. I call out your name and I don't get a response. Thats odd... I start looking for you and find you in the living room. I see all of your quilting stuff scattered about and I start to pick up the stuff My love, what happened? I look over at you and see you upset My darling, its okay I walk over to you and sit next to you
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