She's fine. I know it, I feel it: she's fine, fine, fine. This is nothing to worry about, not one iota. She's fine because she has to be, and that's all there is to it. So we'll play this little waiting game, but in three weeks we'll have all the evidence we need that she's absolutely, positively, unequivocally FINE.
And he? Well, he's obviously doing great. Looks healthy. Feels good. Seems happy. Traveled to South Africa a few weeks ago. Renovating his house this summer. Planning to buy a motorcycle! Clearly, this guy's not going anywhere anytime soon. Nothing to worry about here, either. He's just fine.
I'm so glad we had this little chat.
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