
I raised two teenage daughters. I am by nature, suspicious.
I didn't think about it much when I saw these two back by the fence.

Nor did I think very much about it when Jillian accompanied Joey and Slinky back towards the front of the acre.

I was a little curious when they started yapping at each other, wondering what they were chatting about.

But when they started whispering sweet nothings in each others ear, then I became a little suspicious about what happens when I'm not looking.
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