(a brief discussion took place at dinner in a thai restaurant)
It's really coming down outside," she said.
I turn and look. "Wow! It sure is. Hopefully it'll let up before we leave."
"I like that saying... and people that say it." She lowered her tone and said it again, "Boy, it's really coming down outside!"
Saturday, September 8, 2007
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