. . . someone spills nail polish all over the carpet. I ran out to the store this afternoon to get embroidery floss for Lexi who wanted to make friendship bracelets for the girls she's missing back home. Oh yeah, and one for Eric too. :) Then I stopped at the store for Jackson's medicine andI went to the bank to open a checking account here. While the teller was entering my information in her computer, I felt my phone vibrate. Seeing the text was from Jackson, I glanced at the message. "Brooklyn spilled nail polish on the carpet."
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