Finally.

I think my best friend has finally arrived.


One day Laura Kate will realize he is her best friend as well.


The sky has turned a darker, richer blue.


The smells have turned musky outside.


The smells have turned to Autumn leaves and Hillbilly Homebrew inside.


My windows are open, and mugs of tea have been brewed.


And most importantly, my fair friends, it is not 100 degrees outside. In fact, it's not even 65 degrees outside.


Welcome, my friend, welcome.

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