happens in our house a lot). But for some reason, it just made me
think about how much I would miss him when he died (assuming I outlive
him). And so I said, "Roy, I'm going to miss you when you die," and
hugged him. He hugged me back, inhaled, and said, "You might want to
get out of here! It's pretty bad!"
The Hubbards--stinky and sentimental. Come over any time, but bring a candle.
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Emily, you're the best! Love you!
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