Saturday, April 4, 2020

Sabado con su Fiorella

Coronavirus--it's the only thing Trump can't buy off, but he's still trying to make a killing on it.
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It's hit home with Fio. Her kids can't fill all of her food order, which means her milk and Shredded Wheat will have to be rationed. Looks like your girl is going to go on a diet despite herself.
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Hey, hey! Fiorella drove over to Walgreen's to pick up her Rxs after a telephone row with whomever discontinued her warfarin and--using the drive-through, of course--picked up not only the prescriptions, but two bags of chocolate! Hmm...wondering if she could buy milk there too....
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Fio must forgive those who have wronged her because she hasn't been perfect herself--and regrets it.
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Fio is determined to find those three missing book-size stories she wrote, lo, these many years ago. Even if they somehow got lost when she switched computers, her darlings should exist on paper because Fio, not trusting technology further than she can throw it, always makes copies.

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