Something told me to wait yesterday, getting off Buddy's bus. And I was right, he wanted to talk to me.
Monday, I saw, to my horror, an awful woman who rides my home route, waiting at Buddy's stop. She works in the medical field and loves to call in bogus comments on wonderful drivers. So I warned Buddy in a low voice before I left.
He was a little confused so I explained. Then I wished him a wonderful holiday. He said thank you. He had taken off his sunglasses and has wonderful eyes.
I want good things for him. Does that include me? Not likely. But I want him to be happy and truly loved. I am happy to see him now and then and get one of those killer smiles.
I went home and made pork chops in cream gravy. They turned out so well I ended up with Cleo trying to steal my dinner! She will get her own, unseasoned, pork chop next time.
Then I went to bed. I need to clean the kitchen when I get home and do up the Bibles.
That's it for now.
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