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AmosLee-Anne and I finished watching Love’s Rapunzel movie. I don’t know why we didn’t turn to something else after Alma took Love up to bed. I think it was part laziness and, quite honestly, mostly due to the fact that it’s a good movie. Granted, it’s Love’s new obsession, so I haven’t yet watched it a hundred times like I have the others. But it’s enjoyable enough that two grown adults kept watching long after the three-year-old of the house had gone to bed.
As the ending credits rolled, Lee-Anne said her goodbye for the evening and left for her condo. I offered to drive her, but she insisted on walking the few blocks home, if that is what one would call it. She’s only ever there to sleep. Most nights, Alma suggests her mom take one of the guest bedrooms here, but Lee-Anne always in
