I Don't Want to Talk to Roxy

After breakfast, j p and i take coffee out to the porch whire. We plan to wait for his wife. She asked me if she should bring the kids at home. Can you imagine? My god, i don't want my kids up here. This woman has crawled into chimneys. This woman broke a man's nose once. She has had two kids and much trouble, but she loves this man who has her the arm. He told me he learned everything he knew from you. I'm glad joe's made a friend here. It hasn't been a week yet. J p turns the door knob. Roxy lays her hand over his hand. Jo, can't