I was going to write about fun things, like the veritable plethora of feminine pulchritude that I had to survive yesterday-
However, when I opened my email this morning, there was a note from my high school girlfriend and she mentioned that her husband was in the hospital and she would know more on Monday.
From the tone of the note, there has been some type of problem for a little while. And It does not sound good.
Maybe I am reading more into the email that I should, but since she is my oldest and dearest friend, I am worried.
You don’t like to see friends sad.
Especially when there really isn’t much you can do to cheer them up.
It darkened an otherwise sunny day
Next stage of the glass panel...
8 years ago
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An email three days later told me the good news that her husband was fine.
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