For your information, smart-alecks, one and all, she read the e-mail, laughed,
and told me to go work on my truck!
(What a wonderful woman...)
Of course, once I was outside, she locked the doors, but she did leave one
window unbarred. It was the second floor bathroom, but it's the thought that
counts, right?
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