Ay, ay, don't make me cry now, saying such wonderful things as that. Sixteen grandkids! That's sixteen hugs every few minutes! And to grow old with my love, even better. We can get greys together and take turns being unable to read what's in front of us. And rocking chairs, we'd need those.
[It'll never happen. Even if something were to be fixed, he can't see it. Maybe he can't let himself hope so far.]
You'd be old too wouldn't you be? First one to go bald loses.
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[It'll never happen. Even if something were to be fixed, he can't see it. Maybe he can't let himself hope so far.]
You'd be old too wouldn't you be? First one to go bald loses.