I was rubbing Nate's back, and Roubi could NOT EVEN handle me being closer to her main man than she was. The first shot shows her trying to get as close as possible. The second shot was a note in a bottle that we found at Grand Mere! Looks like it was thrown off the St. Joe pier after a funeral. We tossed it back. The last shot is me and Nathan on our 16th anniversary at Roots in Fenneville, having coffee after dinner at Salt of the Earth.
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