Sunday, April 12, 2009

The End

You can hear that, can't you?  Honestly, if that's Wilson - I don't...It's really not amusing, I will have to make that very clear to him, I'm sure he wouldn't do it if he knew how it upsets me.  Sometimes he has a such an adolescent sense of humor.  Oh my, it's getting louder.  It's very silly of me, I know, to be afraid.  Not that I'm really afraid...My nerves have been a bit on edge lately - I'm sure it's from spending too much time with that gossipy Britt Genesse.  How she insinuated herself into my life, I don't know.  I think I'm just too kind-heart -

Oh, it's a horrible sound!  Please, could you contact someone for me?  Our phone doesn't seem to work - There's a terrible storm outside...That must be what it is, a cat trying to get in at the window.  We don't believe in those cell phones, they're so plebian.  Honestly, I don't believe that most of the people you see with them are actually talking to anyone, they just want to impress you.  I wouldn't mind having one now though, I have to confess.

Please, could you send someone here?  Oh, I hear someone now - is that the door?  I can't


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