You are my favorite sister in our whole family, you know. You're happily sleeping just now, and your surgeon is at work, and I'm sure it's all going swimmingly.
I'm worse than Mom, you know. I called her and she answered, "Hello" with just a little more prompt than question in her voice, know what I mean? I said "Sorry-I-just-hadn't-heard-anything-yet..." and she said, "Yeah, we-haven't-either. We'll-call-you-when-we-do." Click. Tone. We could be the small-print readers on the car commercials.
Enny-hoo.
You're being thought of.
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