He had written my mother once that he wanted her to be the first thing he saw every morning and the last thing he ever saw. And that's how it turned out.
My wife and I just prefer Seattle. It's a beautiful city. Great setting. You open your front door in the morning and the air smells like pine and the sea as opposed to bus exhaust.
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The school-boy doesn't force himself to learn his vocabularies and rules altogether at night but knows that be must impress them again in the morning.