Husband repainted the maibox and affixed it more firmly to its post the other day while, inside, Fiorella rearranged the cupboard in which she keeps her gift-wrapping supplies. But it won't last. Fio can never remember a time when her mother's house was not perfect, Or a time when her own was not a mess.
But, being Fiorella, the saint of lost causes, she tries.
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