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"Yes".

I am sitting up in bed with my pink wrapper on.  Mo comes in.
"Draw up that chair", I say indicating an easy chair, "Then we can talk".

"Its so long since we have talked", he says after settling himself.

"I feel the same way, yet we saw each other on Thursday & Friday".

"But no that was not seeing each other".

"What have you been doing?  Begin where you left off its way back at the [[strikethrough]] Bonds [[/strikethrough]] Whitney's.  Do you remember?
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"Yes, the ride".

And he tells me everything.

"I miss hearing about you.  Why have you kept away from me so long".

"I wanted to come but - I - I could not".

"Thats only an excuse", I say.  "I am afraid you forget your friend as soon as they are out of sight".

"I could'nt forget you. I tried to, but -". ....-.

How foolish to write this.

R. Ronalds is coming to see me tomorrow afternoon.  I hope we have a nice talk.  I wish I knew what he really is.  Well I will not take him seriously