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night for dinner, and looking at our table I burst into terrific [[strikethrough]] mowns [[/strikethrough]] moans of loneliness. And on top of it all several people approached me with great kindness saying thusly "I feel so sorry for you, now that your wife has gone east."

The current story is that we are secretly married and that I am going east to remarry you. In fact Eunice and Jack told me they would meet us at the station with flowers etc. when we return

So I guess the story about the Grays has sorta fallen on our side of the fence. Mebbe we should fence the fence a bit. ← Hey, this is a cracked crack. And I have many more for you