Sunday, March 3, 2019

Visiting Nephew and Wife

Although, according to her cellphone, all Fiorella needed was twenty-six minutes, she gave herself a full hour to make to Austin and locate the home of Nephew and Wife--but she was still twenty minutes late. She'd tried to follow her phone's directions, but it was hard to hear the speaker over the highway noise, and Fio didn't know how to get more volume, which resulted in her missing vital information and making a number of wrong turns.
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Along the way, Fio saw a man in a raincoat walking two dogs across an intersection. The dogs looked like they would have rather stayed home, and the man did too. Misery loves company?
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Fiorella's glasses moved on and off her nose the whole time she was on the road--on when she was driving, and off when she was tryng to read signs.  Yes, your girl needs bifocals, but she's been told the bridge of her nose is too high for them. La--guess that's one of the problems of an aristocratic bone structure.
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Fio had a great time with Nephew and Wife, their three dogs, and the antique furniture they repair and sell, and she was delighted to learn that, like Fiorella, they think that everyone and everything wants to have a purpose.
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Fio made a point of  talking to Nephew and Wife about ancient family history--good, bad, and boring. It's part of us, whether we want it to be or not.

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