If there is ever a thing closer to maternal instinct than sisterly instinct, I'd be darned. If there was ever a better opportunity to surprise her sister on her wedding day, I'd be double darned. I arrived in the States the day before her wedding and it was the best impulse decision I ever made. It's the kind of story that was meant to be told over a home cooked meal or before a lazy afternoon nap, so I will reserve the tale for special times like those. Love you, beaner.
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I freaking love you!
But what am I to do NOW to get you home again?
Baby?
Hahaha. YEAH RIGHT.
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