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| "Want me to pose for you, Pampa?" |
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| "How about like this? Like it better?" |
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| Walking the timbers |
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| "How 'bout maybe the two of us?" | | |
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Maddie and I got a walk on the greenway in this morning and it could be one of the last we have there for a few years.
Her departure date for Spain ("Daniel's grandgirl's leavin' tonight on a plane/I can see the red tail lights headin' for Spain") is in days now, so we're packing in time, whether or not quality.
I'm enjoying every minute of it and am going to miss this wonder of a kid more than I can even imagine right now, I'm afraid. But we have now.
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