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Apple Harvest Festival
In a couple of hours, Cynthia is scheduled to pick me up, and take me to her home in the wilds of rural Virginia, where I can meet her cats, and we can have dinner. I’ll spend the night (in a separate bedroom; get your mind out of the gutter), make pancakes Sunday morning, and then we plan to go to the Apple Harvest Festival.
I look forward to spending more time with the lady, and meeting the cats.
I look forward to spending more time with the lady, and meeting the cats.