I spent most of Sunday at Beth's house, taking a long, impromptu nap and working on the mural in the baby's room. I also played with their huge dog, Emmet. At one point he came barreling down the hallway back to me, and sent my arm flying into a doorframe. It raised what I hoped was merely a wicked bruise. The following morning, though, I went
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I hope your arm injury heals quickly!
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