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By Andrea
"You've Got Mail."
Giles clicked on mail and idly wondered who could have
sent it. Grinning, he clicked it open, recognizing the
sender's name.
"Hi Giles!!!
Happy St. Valentine's Day!
Did you notice? The 'Saint' part? See, I remembered.
Betcha thought I wouldn't but I did.
Okay, I'm starting to babble again, which I need to
stop before it gets out of hand or else you'll end up
with a 10K email.
Oh! Babble again!
Giles, if I was there in person, you'd be saying
'Willow' in that tone of exasperation. And you'd be
clucking your tongue at me.
Anyway, I wanted to thank you for.....
for caring about me. Especially since I haven't been
exactly 'Wicca of the Year' lately.
But, I promise from now on, no more shirking.
Shirkfree. See, 'resolve face'. So, now you know I'm
serious.
Okay. I'd better go be shirkfree.
Love always,
Willow
XXOOXXXOO
P.S: Hope you enjoyed the heart shaped cookies I sent.
Made them myself!! :) "
Smiling fondly, Giles moved Willow's email to his save
folder, knowing that he'd be reading it over and over
again for the next few days.
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