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My Welly Valentine, II

February 14th, 2011 by the_lifer

Will and Winona have settled in for a romantic Valentine’s evening. A bottle of good red wine; a thin, crisp pizza; a small box of chocolates; and Will’s iPad, scrolling real estate ads. Together, they are planning their future.

“I’d like…a place with some character. Except warm, and insulated, and with heating.”

“Walking distance from downtown.”

“Oh, definitely! But with a little yard. And maybe off street parking?”

They glance at the prices, and their faces fall. “Bloody oath,” Will grumbles.

“I thought we were supposed to be having a real estate downturn,” says Winona. She tilts her head and looks sideways at the screen. “I could maybe cope with Hataitai,” she admits, spreading the net of suburbs farther.

“Johnsonville’s not bad. Wayne likes it,” Will says.

Winona pouts. “Maybe…an apartment?”

“Kids, in an apartment?”

“More wine?”

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