I was at Pasley Jane’s wedding party as one of the aunties with Ginny and Wendy. Nancy got us organized to go over to Bowen. I had to leave my three children as Henry was away. I was hoping they could handle it. I foolishly called home once we got to Bowen to see if everything was ok. Well, all hell was breaking loose. I came into the kitchen and said I thought I should go home. Wendy told me with a smile on her face. “How about you don’t call home again?” Well I sort of followed her advice (which I should have strictly followed) but ended up staying all day and having a great time. I don’t think she learned that in the army.
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