So, here we are in Florida.
The new neighbor was outside this afternoon for a few minutes, so I thought it would be a good time to introduce myself. She had just come home, and was getting out of the car with, what looked like, a cake sized box from a bakery. I was wondering what kinds of baked goods were inside.
She set the box down on the doorstep and came over to meet me. She's from the mid-west.
After we exchanged names, she mentioned that her brother had recently died, and that she had just gone to pick him up and bring him home.
So much for a cake being in the white bakery box.
I wonder where she put it when she took it inside.
I hope the sun comes out soon.
It's gloomy enough here to be Syracuse on a spring day.
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