One Nightstand With My Ex's Uncle
John liked his baked potatoes very hot, and I didn’t want anything less than hot.
Thankfully, the traffic cleared out after a while, and we began to move again. Shortly, I received a call from the interior decorator, who was decorating the hall along with her crew.
“Hello.”
“Hello, Emily. Do you want the pink ribbons or the yellow ones?”
“Both! I want it very colorful. The roses should all be white, and, uh, I want the walls to all have screens—large screens where lovely moments of me and John will be displayed. I’ll send more photos in, okay? And, hmm, I’d like heart-shaped balloons hanging from the ceiling; you should know how to arrange them right. I want to look up and watch them spell m
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