Back at school on Monday, I was certainly feeling down. I desperately wanted to give Claire the perfect Valentine’s Day gift, yet I had no ideas. I ...sked my close friends what they thought, yet they were no help at all. Tuesday was even more of the same, which was rather depressing given that it was the day before Valentine’s Day. It was just before jazz band rehearsal Tuesday evening when an idea hit me, completely out of the blue: quotes about love. I could likely find a book of quotes to. In a few minutes he returned. “T’would be me pleasure to paint yer portrait, missus,” he said “The wife says it’s okay.“I’ll paint ya in da nude alright. but I has to at least leave me socks on so I has a place to wipe me brushes.”...A fire-fighter was working on the engine outside the Station when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle. The girl was wearing a fire-fighter’s helmet. The wagon. Thanks," Jeff concurred, while releasing his buddy.Returning to the shed, the young men continued throwing out that which they considered to be junk and sorted the rest into piles for Bruce to peruse later. In the middle of a work bench a single drawer had been fashioned with a paddle lock, which was locked at the moment."What's in there?" Devon asked his friend."Let's see, maybe gold, silver, trinkets from the orient. You know...stuff like that," Jeff paused for effect before he finished his. We giggled to it. I made out that she is shivering. Hence I asked her to sit on a big stone for a while. To which she agreed. I asked her if she wants little rum or something. To which she said hmmm. I made a peg for 2. I asked about her husband. First of all, she was a bit reluctant to get personal so fast. Assuming this I was about to say sorry for getting personal. But before I could open my mouth. She spoke up. She told that her husband is in an MNC on a tasty salary and has work on his.