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Is he afraid to talk to me now?

I know I look like hell. I have a fever. It sort of snuck up on me yesterday or last night. Nice bronchial stuff going on also. We leave for Florida in the morning. Correction. We leave for DISNEY in the morning. (whimper)

I mean I TRIED to play tennis with him. (me with a half-hearted thwack thwack at the ball…him running to get the ball, me sitting down and waiting…then I went in the house to sit down for real). I found this waiting for me. He talks in air quotes by the way.

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