Conversations with Island Boy

IB:  Papa, you should marry Mama.

TM: Okay.  Mama, will you marry me?

RG:  Yes, I will.

IB: When I get taller I’m going to kiss my girlfriend and marry her.

What happened to meeting her on the school bus and holding her hand?

–Running Girl

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