She smiled to herself when he tried to describe him. He was, it was one thing Marguerite loved about him. He was a breath of fresh air. "That I do," 'or should.' she thought to herself. "He is a kind fellow, and I do appreciate your apology. He can be, an acquired taste." She laughed.
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Date: 2008-05-09 09:03 pm (UTC)