One on each side of the front walk, he plants. I guess they are ferns but I am most looking forward to the moment I ask him in person. I hear them on the porch shuffling, rooting and snorting. A knock at the door of the igloo.
"Do you want to go to the pool?"
Today I am grateful for a phone call, an email, the sweetest invitation and enough lemons to make a pie for that guy.
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