Aunt Diana (or "A Da-na-na", as Danielle says) reads Baby Girl a bedtime story. Danielle had a big day. She made a new friend at the gym, and did a lot of playing, with both Momma and Aunt Da-na-na.
She really didn't want Diana to go. She watched her through the upstairs porch rails like a lifer in maximum security eyeballing fresh meat. She tried to do an end-run around Mommy and Daddy to dash down the stairs and into Diana's truck, but we have longer legs. Well, Mommy does.
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