*heavens to betsy*

She caught me singing as I walked toward the laundry room. We exchanged pre-holiday pleasantries. Her smoky voice reminds me of kitten’s purr, and she smiles from a soft, quiet cheerful place.

Elegant & handsome.

So slight, though.  Wanted to halve my apple and hand it to her.

xo,

j-l-k

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