Shyrin‘s photo was on the front page of the newspaper this morning. I showed my daughter, and explained that nobody knows where they are, and they were near where the big waves came. She cried and cried and then said she didn’t want to think about it any more, so we’re playing games that are full of laughs. She doesn’t want to talk with any of the other girls in her class, not for now, anyway. We’ll see how the next days go.
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men NA ma du komme til Boston…. varsasnill…?
love to read this post: congratulations
I sensed a twang in your typing.