Happy Valentine's Day, Babe

… The cocoa steamed and sent its fragrance into them; she put her chin over Bobby's shoulder to nuzzle his neck and scratchy cheek. Then he stopped stirring and turned to hold her, leaving her the wooden spoon, with which she continued stirring. She held him against her, stirring him, too. The robe slipped off, and he moved to catch it but missed. "Leave it," she whispered.…

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You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine,
You make me happy
When skies are gray.



Kwe wõt aõ meram,
Kwoj kaenemõn iõ,
Bwe in mõnõnõ
Ñe lañ ej gray.