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Bless you, @fitinfun! I never did figure out the payout part. :) I have put in the time, step by step, trying to master formatting glitches, but it never gets any quicker for me. Today at last, at the end of one hell of a week, I felt tears come to my eyes. Julie,Julie,Julie,Julie,Julie. (Jenny in my March Madness story.) Just took a little Led Zeppelin to jackhammer through the cement I contain my emotions in. A cocoon no butterfly could break through; but "get the Led out," blast it with sound waves, and Julie.

These are the seasons of emotion
And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold
This is the mystery of the quotient quotient
Ah, upon us all, upon us all a little rain must fall

Because Jenny's family in the March Madness story is my family.
My mom never cried in front of me. I mean, my dad didn't, and that was no surprise, but Mom.
We never shed tears in front of each other. We were stoics!
Even cement can wear down in the wind and rain. Even cement cracks if struck with hard enough blow. Sorry. This week. Oh, this week. At this very hour a new witness is meeting a P.I. and I hope they both make it home safe tonight. Because a previous witness, aka The Man in the Park, told me today "Watch what you say" because people end up dead when they try to break this cold case.

Cry, dear, cry!! Tears are healing. Cry a lot. Your sister deserves your tears and so do you. Stoic is not good for the mind.

Big hugs to you!!!

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