You horrid prat. Why didn't you tell me you were doing a WWN interview? I would have butted my head in. And now I've got to find someone else to jog with in the mornings. Great.
Let me know when it's safe to smuggle you in some firewhiskey.
Miles
Angie,
I know you need space, and that's fine. I just wanted you to know I'm thinking about you. I hope these brighten your day and speed up your recovery.