He could hear her at a distance and with a good wooden door between them, so her words were unintelligible, but her voice rose and fell in a series of rapid arpeggios. She was obviously much animated, and he wondered jealously, if it was the presence of his rival that had filled her voice with such energy or if she was just bubbling over with caffiene.
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Thanks for a musical word, Mom. Sorry you were disappointed, SBS. ;-p
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