Tonight we’ve shown Yosef the secret connector to our offices. He can now hop-fly from HY’s office into mine. He is very hard to ignore.
An An is the donkey given to us by an old lady. He is wearing a grey knit tank top, comfy and roomy, as Yosef has partaken… I have asked Auntie to put aside an old metal postcard stand but have yet to buy it over. I feel so bad. I hope An An transmits these sentiments to her, I soon will.
Have you ever, when a person is that old, afraid s/he will pass on before you have asked all the questions?