Good morning The voice was cheery insistent It brought the young girl on the porch above to the white wooden rail about its edge
Good morning she called back lightly
Beautiful day persisted the young man saying inanely the first words he could think of for the sole purpose of keeping her there in sight
Lovely cried the girl enthusiastically leaning a little further over the rail A vine which had climbed the round pillar and twined its tendrils...
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