Tonight was really the end. While yes, it was the end of Valencia, it more importantly marks the end of the time where Danielle will most likely be home when I am home visiting. No last minute, late night trips to Double T to gourge on some faboulous pies (and terrible coffee) and no trips to out of the way Starbucks to avoid possible highschool people. I am happy for this next stage in both of our lives, its the beginning of something epic and exciting.
Emily
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