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Heather
The stunning redhead is Heather. I first met her when I was still living at the Taj Mahal. She came to a party there and her friend flaked out and left her without a ride. Heather wound up crashing on the couch. When she woke up she realized somebody had stolen her purse while she was asleep. There were a lot of people there that night, but we pretty much knew who had stolen it. Nobody said anything though because the guy was gone and talking about it wasn’t going to un-steal it. Leigh was there and she was mortified. It was an uncomfortable moment as Heather realized that she had spent the night in the company of at least one thief. I gave her a ride to work and that was the last time I saw her for a couple of years. She had prudently decided to hang out with a better crowd.
Later, she married Floyd’s brother and she is my sister-in-law now. She was very gracious and never mentioned the first time we met until I brought it up.
She has a daughter and a son. She is a kind and gentle but fiercely protective mother. I will see her in a few months when we go camping with a bunch of friends and family. I will watch my niece and nephew whispering with my daughters and I will try to overhear their secrets when we walk through the woods and abandoned houses to watch the fireflies.

Heather

The stunning redhead is Heather. I first met her when I was still living at the Taj Mahal. She came to a party there and her friend flaked out and left her without a ride. Heather wound up crashing on the couch. When she woke up she realized somebody had stolen her purse while she was asleep. There were a lot of people there that night, but we pretty much knew who had stolen it. Nobody said anything though because the guy was gone and talking about it wasn’t going to un-steal it. Leigh was there and she was mortified. It was an uncomfortable moment as Heather realized that she had spent the night in the company of at least one thief. I gave her a ride to work and that was the last time I saw her for a couple of years. She had prudently decided to hang out with a better crowd.

Later, she married Floyd’s brother and she is my sister-in-law now. She was very gracious and never mentioned the first time we met until I brought it up.

She has a daughter and a son. She is a kind and gentle but fiercely protective mother. I will see her in a few months when we go camping with a bunch of friends and family. I will watch my niece and nephew whispering with my daughters and I will try to overhear their secrets when we walk through the woods and abandoned houses to watch the fireflies.