Sorry, you can take the girl outa Texas, but you cain’t take the Texan outa the girrrl!
And there’s Mum, when I was about a year old, isn’t she beautiful? And Dad and me, taken right before his heart surgery a couple years ago. I talk to him in that photograph you know, like he’s really there. And that’s how he’d listen and smile back at me. There’s the little photo of Moshe and me that used to sit on my desk at Buzz and Bloom that I just got back a couple days ago. And of course my musical toybox. And then there are my pincushions. Perfect!
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