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Subject: Starfish: Haggard Park, Loren Moore & Kathy Baker - February08, 2006



 Wednesday, February 8, 2006                              Make a Ripple  -  Make a Difference

 

Greetings, Ripplemakers

Here's a story from Loren that you may not have seen.  Kathy Baker sent it to me Monday evening and gave her permission to share it with you.  The format is as it was written.  Loren had some problems with vision, so he wrote in all caps and 18 point text in order to see what he was writing.  I have always edited his work, but this one is all his - with his flavor and his magic touch.  I hope you enjoy it.

Bob

PS:  Here's a link to another tribute to Loren.  I hope you'll take the time to visit.  It's definitely worthwhile:   http://www.texasbobsworld.com/tribute_to_loren.htm

If the link doesn't work for you, just cut/paste it into your web browser.


 
 

Haggard Park
By
Loren Moore & Kathy Baker


 

HAGGARD PARK

By,

LOREN MOORE & KATHY BAKER

  

LOREN WRITES:

 

KATHY STOOD BEFORE THE MIRROR PUTTING HER FACE ON.  SHE HAD HER FIRST CUP OF COFFEE SETTING ON THE BATHROOM COUNTER UNDER THE MIRROR.  AS SHE FINISHED HER MAKEUP JOB, SHE TOOK A SIP OF COFFEE AND LOOKED BACK IN THE MIRROR.  IT??™S GETTING HARDER TO COVER UP THE WRINKLES EVERY YEAR, SHE THOUGHT.

 

KATHY PICKED UP HER EMPTY COFFEE CUP AND WALKED INTO THE KITCHEN.  SHE WAS READY FOR ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE AND A BITE OF BREAKFAST; JERRY HAD LEFT FOR CHICAGO EARLIER THAT MORNING WHILE SHE WAS STILL IN BED.  SHE TOOK HER BOX OF FRUIT LOOPS DOWN OFF THE TOP OF THE REFRIGERATOR WHERE SHE KEPT THEM HIDDEN FROM JERRY, AND POURED A BOWL FULL.  THEN SHE GOT THE MILK AND POURED SOME ON THE FRUIT LOOPS.  BEFORE SHE SAT DOWN SHE GOT ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE.

 

KATHY??™S TELEPHONE RANG.  I??™M NOT UP TO TALKING TO ANY ONE THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING, SHE THOUGHT, SO SHE LET IT RING.  IT RANG TWELVE TIMES BEFORE IT STOPPED.  AFTER SHE HAD EATEN HER FRUIT LOOPS AND DRANK THE COFFEE, SHE PUT THE BOWL AND CUP INTO THE KITCHEN SINK, AND WALKED BACK UPSTAIRS TO GET DRESSED.

 

AS SHE ENTERED HER BEDROOM, HER PHONE STARTED RINGING AGAIN.  SHE STILL DIDN??™T HAVE ANY INTENTION OF ANSWERING IT, BUT AFTER THE FIFTEENTH RING SHE SNATCHED THE PHONE UP AND SAID, ???DON??™T YOU HAVE ANY MANNERS?  WHO IS THIS ANYWAY????

???GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO, KATHY,??? SAID LOREN.  ???DO YOU WANT TO GO TO THE CINCO DE MAYO CELEBRATION AT HAGGARD PARK TODAY?  I??™LL PICK YOU UP IN AND HOUR.???  AND, HE HUNG UP BEFORE KATHY COULD ANSWER HIM.

KATHY HAD BUILT UP A GOOD HEAD OF STEAM.  SHE WANTED TO TELL LOREN WHAT HE COULD DO WITH HIS CINCO DE MAYO PHONE CALL - WITHOUT GIVING HER A CHANCE TO ANSWER HIM.  SHE SAT DOWN ON THE BED AND DIALED LOREN??™S NUMBER.  AFTER THE PHONE RANG TWENTY TIMES WITH OUT GETTING AN ANSWER, SHE FIGURED LOREN HAD ALREADY LEFT FOR PLANO.  BY THIS TIME SHE HAD COOLED OFF SOME, AND THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE FUN TO GO TO THE PARK FOR THE CINCO DE MAYO CELEBRATION. 

LOREN WAS ON HIS WAY TO KATHY??™S HOUSE AND WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO SPENDING THE DAY WITH HER.  HE KNEW THIS WAS JERRY??™S WEEK TO BE IN CHICAGO SO THEY SHOULD BE ABLE TO HAVE A DAY TOGETHER.  JERRY HAD FORBADE KATHY TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH LOREN SO MANY TIMES, IT REALLY HURT HIS FEELINGS.

KATHY OPENED HER CLOSET AND WONDERED WHAT SHE WOULD WEAR.  SHE KNEW WHAT LOREN WOULD WEAR.  HE WOULD HAVE ON A PAIR OF WRANGLER BLUE JEANS, A RED FLANNEL SHIRT, AND HIS COWBOY BOOTS.  THAT??™S ALL HE EVER WORE.  SHE WONDERED HOW MANY WRANGLER BLUE JEANS AND RED FLANNEL SHIRTS HE OWNED.

WHEN LOREN PULLED UP IN KATHY??™S DRIVE WAY, HE HONKED HIS HORN, AND KATHY CAME OUT OF THE HOUSE AND GOT IN LOREN??™S PICKUP.  SHE HAD ON A BRIGHT RED PANTS SUIT AND A WHITE BLOUSE.  ???HI KATHY, YOU LOOK FETCHING THIS MORNING.  NOW TELL ME HOW TO FIND THIS HAGGARD PARK.

KATHY WRITES:

???I??™ll fetch you!  Just look at you in jeans and I??™m in this stupid pantsuit.  How was I supposed to know what to wear to one of these shindigs?  Do you realize I only wear ???real clothes??™ a few times a year?  Just look at me!  Besides looking stupid, I??™m not comfortable.???

???Whoa!  Did someone get up on the wrong side of the bed, or what????  Loren had a twinkle in his eye.

???Everything is fine with my bed.  In fact, my morning was fine, until you started calling and that darned phone rang over and over and over.  My nerves are shot!???

Loren was glaring at her by now.  She had hopped in his truck, started complaining, and hadn??™t even bothered to say, ???Hello.???  He thought about turning around and going straight back home.

He gave her a look that could kill.  ???We need to start over again before I pull away from the curb.  Now, you sweet thing!  What would it take to make you happy so we can get on with having some fun????

???Jeans!???

???What????

???Jeans!  Can??™t you hear me ??“ I said jeans!???  Kathy shouted at him.  She jumped out of the truck and went back to the house.

Soon she returned with a smile on her face.  She had on her jeans, a nice shirt, and white Keds.

???Hey, Loren.  Let??™s stop at Starbucks before we go to the festival.  A good jolt of caffeine ought to start the day off with a bang,??? Kathy suggested with a huge smile.

Loren was stunned.  Who was this woman anyway?  She sure wasn??™t the same one in the red pantsuit.

On their way to Starbucks they passed by what??™s left of the old Haggard Homestead.  It??™s always refreshing to see livestock smack dab in the middle of the city.  Loren slowed down and they gazed at the cattle, sheep, and horses.  There were several colts frolicking, jumping, and chasing each other.

???Here, here, turn here, Starbucks is up the street about two blocks,??? ordered Kathy.

LOREN WRITES:

WHEN LOREN AND KATHY GOT TO STARBUCKS, KATHY ORDERED SOME KIND OF FANCY CUP OF COFFEE.  IT WAS IN A CUP LARGE ENOUGH TO HOLD TWO REGULAR CUPS OF COFFEE.  THERE WAS A BIG GOB OF SOMETHING THAT LOOKED LIKE WHIPPED CREAM ON TOP OF THE COFFEE, AND THERE WAS A SPRINKLING OF SMALL PIECES OF CHOCOLATE ON TOP OF THE WHIPPED CREAM.  AFTER TAKING ONE LOOK AT THIS MONSTROSITY, LOREN DECIDED HE WOULD JUST HAVE A GLASS OF WATER.

WHEN KATHY FINISHED HER CUP OF ???COFFEE,??? THEY DROVE OVER TO THE PARKING LOT AT HAGGARD PARK.  AS THEY WALKED INTO THE PARK KATHY WAS HIGH AS A KITE ON HER ???COFFEE??? FIX.  AS THEY ENTERED THE GATE, THEY SAW TWO ROWS OF BOOTHS ABOUT 50 YARDS APART.  DOWN AT THE END OF THE BOOTHS WAS A BIG STAGE.  THE WHOLE LAYOUT MADE A HUGH ???U.???

LOREN TOOK KATHY??™S ELBOW AND STEERED HER TO THE BOOTHS ON THE RIGHT SIDE.  THE FIRST BOOTH HAD A BUNCH OF TURQUOISE JEWELRY IN GLASS CASES.  KATHY WAS OOHING AND AWWING AT ALL THE BOBBLES IN THE CASES.  LOREN WAS OOHING AND EEEING AT THE PRICE TAGS.

AS THEY WALKED ON DOWN THE LINE OF BOOTHS THEY CAME TO ONE SELLING MEXICAN CANDY.  ???OH LOREN, BUY ME SOME CANDY.???  LOREN THOUGHT, NOW THAT??™S ALL KATHY NEEDS.  ALL THAT CANDY IS MADE FROM SUGAR, IF SHE EATS A LOT OF THAT SUGAR CANDY AND GETS A SUGAR HIGH TO GO WITH HER CAFFEINE HIGH, SHE??™LL BE FLOATING TWO FEET OFF THE GROUND.

KATHY WOULDN??™T STOP BADGERING LOREN UNTIL HE GAVE IN AND BOUGHT TWO PECAN PRALINES.  KATHY PEELED THE SARAN WRAP OFF HERS AND ATE THE WHOLE THING.  LOREN ATE HALF OF HIS AND PUT THE OTHER HALF IN HIS SHIRT POCKET.  KATHY RAN AHEAD TO THE NEXT BOOTH AND IT WAS SELLING SOMBREROS. 

???LOREN, WE JUST HAVE TO HAVE A SOMBRERO IF WE ARE AT A MEXICAN FESTIVAL.???  KATHY PICKED OUT A BRIGHT RED ONE AND PUT IT ON.  SHE TWIRLED AROUND, AND HER RED SOMBRERO SPUN AROUND ON HER HEAD.  LOREN HAD TO GRAB HER TO KEEP HER FROM FALLING.  SHE WAS GIGGLING LIKE SOME TEN YEAR OLD.  LOREN WONDERED HOW LONG IT WAS GOING TO TAKE THIS CAFFEINE/SUGAR RUSH TO WEAR OFF.

JUST THEN A MARIACHI BAND CAME STROLLING DOWN THE MID-WAY PLAYING LOUD MEXICAN MUSIC.  THE BAND WAS FOLLOWED BY FOUR TEENAGE MEXICAN GIRLS WEARING LONG COLORFUL DRESSES, AND FOUR TEENAGE MEXICAN BOYS DRESSED ALL IN BLACK.  THE BOYS HAD ON BLACK POINTY-TOED HIGH HEEL BOOTS WITH SILVER TOE CAPS.  THEY WERE ALL HOLDING HANDS, LAUGHING, AND SINGING AS THEY FOLLOWED THE BAND TO THE BACK OF THE STAGE.

KATHY AND LOREN CAME TO THE NEXT BOOTH AND IT WAS A FOOD BOOTH.  THEY WERE SELLING TAMALES AND OTHER MEXICAN FOOD.  LOREN THOUGHT IF HE COULD GET KATHY TO EAT SOMETHING, THE FOOD MIGHT HELP OFFSET SOME OF THE HIGH SHE WAS ON, SO HE ORDERED TWELVE TAMALES.  THE LADY PUT THE TAMALES IN A PAPER SACK AND HANDED THEM TO LOREN.

KATHY AND LOREN EACH REACHED INTO THE PAPER SACK AND TOOK OUT ONE OF THE TAMALES, UNWRAPPED THE CORN SHUCK AND ATE THE TAMALE.  BOY WAS IT GOOD!  SO THEY STOOD THERE AND ATE ALL OF THEM.  THEY WERE A LITTLE HOT, NOT WITH FIRE BUT WITH PEPPER JUICE.  IN FACT, THE LONGER THEY STOOD THERE, THE HOTTER THEIR MOUTHS GOT.

LOREN LOOKED OVER AT THE NEXT BOOTH AND THEY WERE SELLING MEXICAN BEER.  LOREN BOUGHT TWO BOTTLES OF BEER AND THEY CHUCKED THEM DOWN.  THAT HELPED THE BURNING BUT IT DIDN??™T STOP IT ALL TOGETHER.  SO, HE BOUGHT TWO MORE BOTTLES OF BEER AND THEY DRANK THEM.

WELL, THE BEER SURE DIDN??™T HELP KATHY??™S CAFFEINE/SUGAR AND NOW BEER HIGH.  SHE WAS BOUNCING AROUND LIKE A BALL IN A PIN BALL MACHINE.  LOREN WAS HAVING TO HOLD ON TO HER ARM, JUST TO KEEP HER UP RIGHT.

THE LAST BOOTH BEFORE THE STAGE WAS SELLING CORN ON THE COB.  THE COB PIECES WERE 4 INCHES LONG, AND HAD A ROUND STICK STUCK IN THE END OF EACH COB.  THE CORN WAS A GOLDEN COLOR, AND WAS FLOATING IN A BIG POT OF HOT WATER.  LOREN HELD UP TWO FINGERS AND THE LADY FISHED TWO OF THE COBS OUT OF THE WATER.  THEN SHE LAID THEM IN A SHALLOW PAN, WITH WHAT LOOKED LIKE MELTED BUTTER, AND ROLLED THEM ALONG UNTIL THE BUTTER COVERED ALL OF THE CORN.  SHE WRAPPED THE HANDLE IN A PAPER TOWEL AND HANDED IT TO KATHY.  THEN SHE HANDED ONE TO LOREN.

THEY STARTED TO CROSS OVER TO THE LINE OF BOOTHS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MID-WAY, BUT AS THEY GOT IN FRONT OF THE STAGE, THAT MARIACHI BAND JUMPED UP ON THE STAGE AND STARTED PLAYING.  THEN THE TEENAGE SENORITAS AND CABALLEROS CLIMBED UP ON THE STAGE AND STARTED DANCING.  THE GIRLS HAD CLAPPERS IN THEIR FINGERS, AND THEY HELD THEIR ARMS OVER THEIR HEADS AS THEY TWIRLED AROUND.  THEIR DRESSES SWIRLED OUT IN BRIGHT COLORED CIRCLES.  THE BOYS PUT THEIR ARMS BEHIND THEIR BACKS AND PRANCED AROUND THEIR GIRL, WITH THE HEALS OF THEIR BOOTS POUNDING ON THE BOARDS OF THE STAGE.  THEY REMINDED LOREN OF BANTAM ROOSTERS.

THE BAND PLAYED AND THE DANCERS DANCED FOR 15 MINUTES.  WHEN THE DANCE WAS OVER, ALL EIGHT OF THE DANCERS JOINED HANDS AND TOOK A BOW.  THE CROWD WENT WILD.  EVERY ONE WAS CLAPPING, WHISTLING OR SHOUTING.  WHEN THE KIDS RAN OFF THE BACK OF THE STAGE THINGS QUIETED DOWN.  THAT IS, EVERYTHING BUT THIS ONE LOUD WHISTLE.  LOREN LOOKED OVER AT KATHY AND SHE HAD HER THUMB AND FOREFINGER IN HER MOUTH, AND SHE WAS WHISTLING LIKE A TEA KETTLE ON A HOT FIRE. 

HE REACHED OVER AND JERKED HER HAND AWAY FROM HER MOUTH AND TOLD HER IT WAS OVER.  IT WAS TIME TO GO VISIT THE OTHER BOOTHS.  KATHY WAS NOW ON A CAFFEINE/SUGAR/BEER HIGH, AND HE THOUGHT MAYBE HE SHOULD JUST TAKE HER HOME BEFORE ANY THING ELSE HAPPENED.  LOREN REACHED FOR HER ARM TO LEAD HER BACK TO THE PICKUP, BUT HE WAS TOO SLOW 

KATHY TOOK OFF TOWARD THE BOOTH WHERE LOREN HAD BEEN HEADED.  BUT, INSTEAD OF STOPPING AT THE BOOTH, SHE RAN DOWN THE SIDE OF IT TO A SPLIT RAIL FENCE.  THIS FENCE SEPARATED HAGGARD PARK FROM THE OLD HAGGARD FARM.  HE TROTTED ALONG AFTER KATHY.  WHEN HE GOT TO THE FENCE, KATHY WAS STANDING LOOKING OUT INTO THE PASTURE AT THE HORSES AND COWS.

THEY BOTH STOPPED AT THE FENCE AND WERE WATCHING THE COLTS CHASING EACH OTHER.  BEFORE LOREN KNEW WHAT KATHY WAS DOING, SHE HAD CLIMBED THE FENCE, JUMPED DOWN ON THE INSIDE, AND WAS RUNNING TOWARD THE COLTS.  SHE SHOUTED BACK OVER HER SHOULDER THAT SHE WAS GOING TO PLAY WITH THE COLTS.  ALL LOREN COULD SEE WAS THOSE WHITE KED SHOES, AND THAT RED SOMBRERO RUNNING ACROSS THE GREEN GRASS OF THE PASTURE.

THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN KATHY WAS HOPPING AROUND ON ONE WHITE SHOE, AND SHAKING ONE LIGHT GREEN SHOE IN THE AIR; SHE HAD STEPPED IN A FRESH COW PADDY.  AS SHE HOPPED ON ONE FOOT HER RED SOMBRERO BOUNCED UP AND DOWN ON HER HEAD.  THAT??™S WHEN LOREN HEARD THE LOUD BELLOW, AND SAW A BIG BULL CHARGING DOWN ON KATHY.

???RUN KATHY, RUN!

KATHY WRITES:

As soon as Loren yelled ???run??? Kathy knew it wasn??™t thunder that she had heard.  Out of the corner of her eye she saw a huge blur heading toward her.  In a split second she had a flashback of her childhood, and being chased by a bull.  How could this be happening again?  She was younger and faster then, so had lived to tell the story.  Would she live to tell this one, she wondered?

Kathy headed for the nearest tree.  While she ran she had visions of her tombstone:

CAUSE OF DEATH:

AN OLD HAGGARD BULL!

Luckily, it was a sturdy old pear tree with some low branches.  Kathy scampered up with the speed of a squirrel, wrapped herself around a couple of limbs, and then the tree took its first ???HIT??? from the bull.  Bark flew in all directions, pears crashed to the ground, and Kathy bit a chunk out of her lip!

The bull backed off, shook his head a few times as he snorted, pawed at the earth, and started circling the tree.

Kathy had a moment to catch her breath, and realized she still had the red sombrero on her head.  She must have held on to it as she raced across the pasture.  Then she glanced back at the fence and spotted Loren.  He was racing back and forth yelling and snorting like a bull.  He??™d even taken off his red flannel shirt and was waving it in the air, as he tried to gain the bull??™s attention.

???WHAM!???  The bull hit the tree again. 

Kathy could hear Loren shouting from the fence, ???Here bull, here bull.???  With all the sugar, caffeine, and beer in her system, she found herself laughing hysterically. 

???BAM!???  ???Snort, snort!???  This was one cranky old Longhorn bull, and it didn??™t appear he planned to give up and walk away. 

Feeling pretty safe in the tree, Kathy decided she had to wear him down one way or another.  She started plucking hard, unripe pears and pelting him right in the head.  Whoa!  He was getting rip roaring mad, and now he was bucking like he had a rider on his back at a rodeo.

She kept bombarding the bull with the pears, and every little bit, she??™d wave her sombrero as she yelled, ???Yee, haw!???  Even a cranky old bull is bound to get tired, or just give up at some point.

The next pear she fired at him stuck right on the tip of his horn.  Great shot, she thought, and laughed again as she pointed.  She sure hoped Loren could see it from where he was.

The next chance she had, she looked for Loren again.  This time he was in the middle of a crowd of spectators.  She also saw what appeared to be a satellite truck from one of the local TV stations.

???Oh no,??? she said aloud.  ???If this mess airs on TV, I??™m a sunk skunk!  Jerry is bound to find out and this time he??™ll kill Loren for sure.???

She kept pounding the bull with pears, as she began climbing higher.  She had pretty much used all the ones within reach.  Her mind was racing as she tried to think of other options.  There was a pond about 50 yards away, but she didn??™t know how deep it was.  If it was shallow, she was a goner, as the bull would wade right out to her.  But, if she made it to the pond, then it was only 25 yards further to the fence and safety!  Once the old bull started getting tired, maybe she??™d give it a try.  She couldn??™t spend the rest of her life living like a partridge in a pear tree.

???BAM, BAM, BAM!???  The tree shook like a twig in a windstorm.

LOREN WRITES:

LOREN SAW THAT KATHY WAS ABOUT TO FALL OUT OF THE TREE.  EVERY TIME THE BULL BUTTED IT, IT SHOOK LIKE IT WAS GOING TO FALL DOWN.  LOREN KNEW IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO KATHY, JERRY WOULD KILL HIM.  HEAVEN KNOWS HE HAD THREATENED TO ENOUGH TIMES.  SO, HE CLIMBED OVER THE RAIL FENCE AND WALKED TOWARD THE BULL. 

LOREN WAS WAVING HIS RED SHIRT AND CALLING TO THE BULL, ???HEY BULL, LOOKY HERE.???  THE BULL FINALLY LOOKED AT HIM AND SAW THE RED SHIRT WAVING IN THE AIR.  HE LEFT THE PEAR TREE AND CHARGED LOREN.  INSTEAD OF RUNNING, LOREN STOOD HIS GROUND, AND JUST BEFORE THE BULL GOT THERE; HE HELD THE RED SHIRT OUT TO THE SIDE LIKE A MATADOR??™S CAPE.

THE BULL CHARGED RIGHT PAST LOREN AT HIS RED SHIRT.  THE BIG CROWD STANDING BEHIND THE FENCE SHOUTED ???O??™LAY??? AND CLAPPED THEIR HANDS.  THE BULL TURNED AND CAME CHARGING BACK, AND AGAIN LOREN DANGLED HIS RED SHIRT OUT TO THE SIDE.  THE BULLED HOOKED AT THE RED SHIRT AS HE RAN BY, BUT AS BEFORE, ALL HE GOT WAS AIR.  THE CROWD WAS GOING WILD.

THE TV CREW HAD SET UP AND WAS FILMING THE WHOLE THING.  THE BULL WAS FRUSTRATED BECAUSE HE COULDN??™T GET KATHY OUT OF THE TREE, AND COULDN??™T HIT ANYTHING BUT AIR WHEN HE CHARGED THAT RED SHIRT; SO HE FINALLY JUST WALKED OFF.

WHEN HE WAS GONE, KATHY CLIMBED DOWN OUT OF THE PEAR TREE, WALKED OVER TO LOREN, AND GAVE HIM A KISS ON THE CHEEK.  LOREN PUT HIS SHIRT BACK ON, THEY WALKED OVER TO THE FENCE, AND CLIMBED OUT OF THE PASTURE.  A TV REPORTER WAS THERE TO MEET THEM.  SHE HAD A MIC IN HER HAND AND HER CAMERAMAN WAS FILMING EVERYTHING.

???THAT WAS A GREAT RESCUE.  WHAT ARE YOUR NAMES????  ASKED THE REPORTER.

KATHY HAD LOST HER RED SOMBRERO, BUT SHE DUCKED HER HEAD AND SAID, ???NO COMMENT.???

LOREN DID THE SAME THING, GRABBED KATHY??™S HAND, AND THEY RAN BACK TO THE PARKING LOT.  THEY GOT IN LOREN??™S PICKUP AND LOREN TOOK KATHY HOME.  HE STOPPED AT THE CURB IN FRONT OF HER HOUSE AND WATCHED AS KATHY WALKED TO HER FRONT DOOR.  SHE TOOK OFF HER ONE WHITE, ONE LIGHT GREEN KEDS AND WENT INSIDE.  LOREN WENT HOME.

KATHY WRITES:

After a nice shower, Kathy started thinking back on the day.  It really had been fun, but one thing was wrong.  She didn??™t have one darned memento of the day, and she couldn??™t get her mind off the beautiful red sombrero.

???Hello!???  Loren grumbled answering the phone.

???Well, you sound like an old grump if I ever heard one.???

Loren rolled his eyes, ???What is it now, Kathy?  I was trying to take a nap.  I??™m exhausted from everything you put me through today.???

 I won??™t keep you, but one thing is really bothering me,??? Kathy said in a soft sweet tone.

 And, that would be??¦??¦..????

 Well, Loren, could you get me another red sombrero since I lost mine?  I need a keepsake so I can always remember today,??? she pleaded.

What Loren said is ???A WHOLE ???NOTHER STORY FOR A DIFFERENT TIME.??? 

Then he hung up on her!

THE END

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