PAINTING, GERMAN, and WHERE THE HEART LEADS!

 Fiorella is a little woozy today. Can't be a cold because she has one of those in perpetuity: sniffle, snort, ah--, ah --, ah CHOOO!

Despite everything, your girl is moving ahead with her 4x5 foot family painting. She's pretty much finished off Husband, Herself, and Baby son, and is still working on older Son and baby Girl. (Everyone is painted from pictures about forty-plus years ago.)

Why does Fio paint? Because she can. Because she can't resist it. Because she was born to it. Because it makes her happy. Because, unfortunately, there's nothing else to do and it's better than tapping her on blood, which she's been tempted to try every now and then if she doesn't have the right red in her box

   

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German: finden            find ( i is pronounced almost like an EE)

               verlieren        lose (the v is pronounced almost like like an F )      

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO)Moira looked up as someone edged down her row. Rafe! He took a seat beside her and his hand moved across the arm separating their seats so the tips of his fingers  were resting, as if be accident, on her thigh.

Every cell in her body caught fire.

He knew what he was doing, and it wasn't fair when she was trying to concentrate on Joe's performance. She dropped her notepad in her portfolio as an excuse to move her leg away from Rafe's hand

Halfway through Della's prayer, Moira felt Rafe drape her hand on her leg again, but this time she didn't drop her note-book in her portfolio. There was no use denying it--she liked him to touch her.....

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