Today is Saturday, and can you guess how Fiorella knows? It's because the newspaper doesn't deliver on this day, which your girl suspects is a way of preparing her and any other old-fashioned newspaper readers for when the news will come out only by computer. SHAME!
By the way, Fio has a cute--and meaningful--outfit on today: jeans with a matching jacket over a years-old T-shirt from her Dad's last reunion with his Osceola, Pennsylvania, high school pals. Fio wears the shirt proudly, of course, but tears up when she thinks of her father, the best father in the whole wide world.💗
Son L and family are out right now, which means Fiorella is alone in the house, which makes her a little nervous, even though she lives in a nice neighborhood and all doors are locked. A neighbor down the way had said she'd come up and visit with our your girl, but it doesn't look like she's going to show.
Oh well, Son's family should be back home by nightfall, and tomorrow, Fio will trot off to evening choir practice--if Son will transport her and the Methodists will still let her in....
Fiorella is in sorrow that so many Texas voted for the current governor, who's an out-and-out Trump adherent. This is the same man who nearly killed Fio during the horrible storm a couple of years ago, the same man who was on his way to a gun convention when the Uvalde massacre occurred.
Speaking of massacres, Fiorella is considering painting a picture of the gathering of the adult members of the family she married into before the UT massacre struck. It's gnawing at her.
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