"why are we at the post office?"
i chuckled and brought her in.
rex was wearing black slacks, a white button shirt, with a tie.
"special order to lana carpenter from... jack gu-lin-skee? weird name, huh, lana?" rex joked.
i flipped him off and he and lana simply laughed.
rex handed lana a bouquet of roses and note.
"no, no, no! don't open the note yet." i exclaimed. lana smirked and slipped in her pocket.
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