"Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses."
~ Ann Landers
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"What do you think sire?"
Alve lifted his head up in interest as the petite woman pushed a dolled-up Kari into view. Wearing a wig with shoulder level ginger locks, Kari sported a pale blue dress that showed off her neckline and hid her muscly arms with lace sleeves.
Alva's eyes widened and he couldn't help but stare. He had always found the boorish woman uncharacteristically charismatic in her own right. She had a boyish charm about her. But seeing Kari wear clothes that actually fit, Alva couldn't help but look away in embarrassment.