Occasionally I would steal a kiss from her in the back of the room and she didn't seem to mind. One winter day I even asked her out on a 'date'. I walked to her home with my sled in tow to pick her up and we walked to a nearby hill upon which we rode my sled. She must have either become bored or cold but said she wanted to go home. I said OK and she went home alone and I continued sledding. Obviously my dating skills needed some work.
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Monday, September 6, 2010
And They Call It Puppy Love......
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