“What’s your thinking about singing dentists, Em?”
“… ummm… Like that singing dentist on the YouTubes?”
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“What’s your thinking about singing dentists, Em?”
“… ummm… Like that singing dentist on the YouTubes?”
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We’re back up at Elsie’s cottage, treading lightly, as she’s put the property on the market, sooner rather than later, at her realtor’s behest. To show the place to prospective buyers in its best light.
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“There are days, Barnaby, when I’m glad Phillip isn’t around to witness what’s going on.”
Phillip, Elsie’s late husband, dead and gone just over two years ago now. Two? Maybe three. Time does fly. Continue reading