He knows when to bring them.

My narcoleptic stud comes through.

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She knows when to fold them.

Last evening, David drove to the train station with Hattie Belle to pick up an old friend of his from camp. Sophie and I stayed home to clean up for the arrival of our overnight guest. It was not a job for the faint of heart.

Sophie surprised me by asking, “What’s the BIGGEST job I could do?”

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