My husband loves pies + I learn to make pies = We will be forever one
When he left I would not see him again for years, when we were both older and different and without a trace of saffron.
Local hunters--hunters, that is, living within a thousand-mile radius of Brooklyn-- willing to take a completely gun-shared, antsy-pants novice along with them on a squirrel shoot did not prove easy to find
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