*SIGH*Dear Stalker,
How is your mother doing? I understand she has come down with a bout of measels [sic] and weasels and is feeling rather poor. Bake her some crumpets for me, okay?
Toodle-oo pip pip,
Roger
Never a shortage of love at the library.
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