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Sent to Regina Darkface via a teeny-tiny scops owl:
Regina,
Bringing the twins to London for some coffee tomorrow. Their father's out of town for two weeks and you have no idea, absolutely no idea, how tired I am. Not to mention bored as all he--um, yes. I must mind my language, I have children now.
Meet me?
I feel if I don't engage in conversation that doesn't involve baby talk, I'll go completely mad. Bring the boy thing.
-C
Regina,
Bringing the twins to London for some coffee tomorrow. Their father's out of town for two weeks and you have no idea, absolutely no idea, how tired I am. Not to mention bored as all he--um, yes. I must mind my language, I have children now.
Meet me?
I feel if I don't engage in conversation that doesn't involve baby talk, I'll go completely mad. Bring the boy thing.
-C