Fiorella bought a nice slab of salmon at H-E-B and Son offered to cooked it for her. Translation: he doesn't like your girl to use the stove, etc.,,, although Fio did most of the family cooking when he was a child and afterwords, but when Son and his family set up, things changed. Two women in the house can be difficult.
Did Fio tell you that the fingernail on her right hand is more than inch long? And to think: when your girl was a child and upward, she bit her nails as far down as she could!
"Are you ever going to write again," you ask me? Sadly, Fio has to say she doesn't know. She'd have to find a group of authors and would-be authors for inspiration, and then there's the transportation problem.
That's all for now....
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