Opening the front gate, he led her to a secluded, out of the way spot where he knew they wouldn't be bothered. He doesn't even have a chance to relax before she started rattling off questions, and he had to take a moment to catch up to them.
"Uh....June 9th, I'm in my 30s, and I like sailing."
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"Uh....June 9th, I'm in my 30s, and I like sailing."