Houston, BC

So my friend says “Just let yourself in.”
This reminds me of the time I walked in, made myself comfortable, and greeted an older lady who came home 30 minutes later. She poured me a cup of tea, vented about the pine pollen on her BBQ thick like snow, shared her secret garden plans, and eventually asked me if I was looking for James. “No, Nicole.” “Oh she’s next block. Would you like some cookie?”

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