so that's my story. And the story of a mysterious stranger who no longer seems quite so mysterious and who is definitely no longer a stranger. I've presented the facts as clearly as i could, and i leave it to you, dear reader, to draw your own conclusions.
i must now bring this narrative to a close, since it is Friday night-Toby's night to stay up late and read-and i can hear the crinkling of cellophane. I can only hope it covers two chocolate cupcakes with cream filling.