NUMBER ONE: The newspaper DID eventually show up yesterday.
NUMBER TWO: It also showed up today--Fiorella is elated!
But why, you ask, is your girl so het up about getting a newspaper ever day? Because she believes in journalism. Remember, her mother had taught it in high school way-back-when--and passed all her reverence on to her daughter.
Changing the subject, Fio wants a social life--a real one, not just weekly visits to her heart doctors. Her first step, of course, is to obtain reliable transportation, which she's working on, but what's next? How can she find friends and get into the swing of things when she knows she's got a driver ticking off the seconds as he waits for Fiorella in his car? And then there's the fact that your girl's in a city that's changed a lot since she left it twenty-some years ago. (What the heck happened to Scarborough's department store?) For that matter, what happened to all her old friends? Surely, some of them are still alive.
Fio also wants her longevity to be worthwhile, not a drag on her offspring.
Sometimes I have a lot to say/Sometimes I don't but speak up anyway😊
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