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Oh, Brenda, I'm so sorry. Let's just sit back and watch the stars drift around over us. Tell us some funny stories about you and Milo romping around the house. I tell ya what! Let's toss a log onto the fire right now and wherever the brightest, biggest spark shoots up into God's sky and crosses a brilliant blue star, from now on, that will be "Milo's Star", okay?
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For Nicola
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