Mad and dirty friends (Rousse)

As HVJ stretched out on the floor next to me, JG approached us, hoping to do the same. We turned him away on account of his filthy hands. Until/unless he cleaned himself up after gardening, he was to keep his distance.

SPL was meant to joining us some time soon too. I spoke excitedly about seeing her, explaining to JG that SPL and HVJ had a lot in common. The only difference between them was that HVJ was not mad.

SPL suddenly came into view. It was obvious that she had heard my comment on her sanity and was now furious with me. She had not travelled so far just to be insulted, and would return home immediately. I couldn’t even contain her with a glass of chilled white wine.

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