Dear Friends,
First thing this morning two men arrived with the purple couch. It is as I anticipated — comfortable and welcoming. In less than five minutes they whisked it upstairs and were gone again. As I closed the door behind them I was crying, feeling Clark’s tenderness. Now the couch itself is like his big hug. Tonight Zing and I were asleep there — we had each claimed a side.
Love,
k
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