Someone who lives far away sent Sammy a lovely gift. It’s a little heart made of clay with a string loop, and on it, engraved over a cutesy picture of a house are the words, “I wish you lived next door”.
N'aw. It’s sweet having friends who wish they were closer, isn’t it? For reasons I probably won’t ever understand, the ladies are more affected by that kind of thing, especially heart-melting trinkets. I remain less moved by sentiment.
The only problem is that the ornament’s now hanging in our front room, looking for all the world like one of us… gave it to the other. I wish you lived next door.
Makes me chuckle every time I see it.
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