Several weeks ago, Franchesca and I took the Amtrak out of Holland to Chicago. We had a nice ride in and thanks to the free trolley, we were at Chipolte's eating amazingly fresh Mex by 11:30 a.m. Then it was off to American Girl where a person can easily spend an afternoon (and a ton of money). After buying Nellie's pj's for girls and hitting a few other stores I really needed a good, hot mocha. I innocently sat down next to some unknown guy, who happened to be tall, dark and quite good looking. Franchesca, who was toting her new digital camera, didn't miss a beat and being the good reporter that she is, got it for all the world to see. She promptly reported my frolic to Doug when we returned.
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