On Sunday August 17th, a Polly Pocket Mall fell off our bookshelf and hit me between the cheek bone and the eye socket. I got a bad cut.
On Friday August 21st, at my company picnic, I was talking to one of my bosses when Pookie interrupted to ask if he could kiss my booboo. I said yes and bent down. He kissed my cheek and ran off.
5 days.
But he noticed!
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