HELLO! BANG! I OVERSHOT!

 OOOPS, FIORELLA OVER SHOT SO CONSIDER THIS BLOG FOR TOMORROW

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Running TWO posts? What the heck! Fio did get back to her painting and some of it is looking pretty good now, but lack of contact with the rest of the world isn't the best way to make one's conversational skills razor sharp. What your girl needs is conversation--lots of it!

There's an article in the newspaper about a foursome of local artists setting up a shop to to advertise their good, etc., but she isn't sure they are your girl's types of painters. Fiorella is more of a parkside set up and they seem to be fishing for bigger bait

Darn...Fio crushed one of her small gold fixtures. She doesn't remember who gave it to her, but if you're the one who did, thank you and please forgive her. 😢

 None of the nice women who drop by to check up on Fiorella have showed by lately and your girl is missing them. PLEASE, PLEASE, COME BACK TO ME! 

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German:pleasant.  angenehm.         a

              unpleasant ungenehm.       u

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     She shivered. The place had a bad feel to it, and they we re all alone.

     Not quite alone. A white horse was alloping toward them at breakneck speed.

     Rafe stood up in his saddle.  "Damnit. I've told Rocky not to run Bella like that!"

     Moira felt an urge to hide her face as Rocky approached. Now Rocky would know she'd spent the night.

      But what was there for her do do--pull the saddle blanket over her head? And it wasn't as if the channels of communication in Bosque Bend hadn't already spread the word far and wide that Moira Farar   had gone home with Rafe McAllister last night.

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