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demise of her once promising career as
Scotland's preeminent lady curler.
From the same clan, but two very
different ladies, though both tall! i
miss your 'streching of pins' and
banter, and all that. You are older
and wiser. I love you lots.x
Which says something about her
tolerance and ability to overlook
faults. She's the purest soul I've
ever known, even if she has a hard time
avoiding situations even a three-legged
tailless alley cat would shrink from.
Then again... that's part of her
substantial charm!
nb: If she ever offers to make you
a "Queen of Puddings", just tell her
you've eaten already.
partner. She doesn't flinch at the site of
blood (or a dead body for that matter), she
can read a floor plan, operate heavy
machinery, and run fast! All this while not
breaking a sweat or letting go of her
sweetie's hand. I know talent when I see it!
into my ear. we were perched atop this
hill in tuscany, looking out over the
wineyard, our feet all trampled purple
by grapes. wait. i'm not sure if that
was her, or ... no one. i'm so lonely.