I Loke You
Reggie and Mary were smitten with one another. They were inseparable. The two often took long strolls when the day was at it’s end. It was on one of these occasions that Reggie blurted it out; those three little words that coincide with sweaty palms. Except, they weren’t the three words he had meant to say. Or were they? In any case, Mary (with not one ounce of hesitation) reciprocated, “I loke you, too!”
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