Posted by Jonti Bloom on August 12, 2007
Whenever I have to break some heavy news an inane grin creeps onto my face.
‘Becky, Grandpa’s dead.’
Inane grin.
‘Sorry babe, my hectic schedule means I can no longer give this relationship the time it deserves.’
Inane grin.
‘Mrs Weingarten, we accidentally knocked over your antique cabinet while removing our lighting rig from your living room.’
Inane grin.
This grin tends to stop the recipients of the news from taking it seriously.
I’m praying I can keep it at bay tonight.
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Posted by Dawn Jones on August 12, 2007

I had a prophetic dream last night. Something fell off the car like the mirror or one of the headlights.
Love & light,
Dawn x
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Posted by Ian Jones on August 12, 2007

Dawn is still a bit clingy, like she thinks I might leave.
She said she had a prophetic dream where something fell off the car, like a mirror or one of the headlights.
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