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sudden illness and a nurse

Sudden illness and a nurse it is Saturday, the air has a whiff of spring and I was too tired to go to the bakery to get my, one a week Danish Pastry It was a week when my wife ended up in hospital, I knew what was wrong with her but I was overruled by the health doctor In the evening, as I was having a glass of wine and a forbidden cigarette on the balcony prepared for a calm evening, a knock on the door of the unwanted. A couple related to my wife came to visit her at the hospital (I think my wife rang) the female half of the couple who sees herself as a nurse, stepped in, took my wife home and fed her herbal tea, gluten-free biscuits and soothing words. the male part of the duo, knew, like me not to make any comment They were feeling great their holidays had been fruitful saving my wife and left, as they were going abroad for some assignment I thought how great it is to be a savior if there is no repeat. I'm glad to say my wife had a calm night The following day began with a dilemma my card had run out, and they had sent me a new card where I used to live, and managed to blame me, I took a taxi, the clever people said I could have taken a bus I did not comment. The teller at the bank is a big black lady who has the mien of disagreement with my person when she got up to go into the back, where the money is stored, I noticed she has a bum every bit as big as the famous woman called Kardashian. The day, thereafter the garage called the bill for the repair more than I thought, on Monday if my card has not arrived, I will have to go back to the bank and the lady with the big bum

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