I hear a squeak. Don’t tell
me the door is leaking again & the kitchen floor is wet. I hastily bend
down & feel around the floor. No. All is dry. It must have been the soles
of my sandals getting wet while I was outside then squeaking on the carpet as I
came in. At least the wet is remaining outside, where it should be. You can
tell confidence has not yet returned.
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