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MCA #1, Sunday Evening
Lulu sat down at her desk, going once again over a letter she'd received on Friday, trying to make a decision.
( Dearest Lulu, )
"I suppose I must," Lulu mused aloud, before going to the telephone to make a call, and then another.
[Expecting two, but open for anyone who cares to stop by! Lulu is leaving the island -- going on expat status, so she'll be around some, at least -- so I guess this is a farewell post, if anyone wants to say goodbye.]
( Dearest Lulu, )
"I suppose I must," Lulu mused aloud, before going to the telephone to make a call, and then another.
[Expecting two, but open for anyone who cares to stop by! Lulu is leaving the island -- going on expat status, so she'll be around some, at least -- so I guess this is a farewell post, if anyone wants to say goodbye.]