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Why does it matter what I look like?

Candy and HP are walking into their office together, and they had to go in early today, so I awoke to her voice in our kitchen. I stayed in bed listening to them talk. HP was laughing, that lovely small laugh. The one I can picture in my mind, where the sides of his mouth turn up and his eyes look down. As the laugh grows from small to large, he becomes embarrassed and he tries to hide his laughter. He puts his hand over his face and he looks even more endearing. Continue reading