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February 10, 2005
"Well that's a strange thing to say."It certainly was. Why had I said it? It didn't matter. It was said and the only thing to do about it was try to manage some kind of damage control.

"Listen, Phlox..."I stopped. Having said her name, I was stuck there in its embrace. "Phlox."I said it again. I was suddenly afraid that now that it was out there, I wouldn't be able to stop. "Phlox.-

"That's my name! Don't wear it out!"How could I? The name wore her like the perfectly clung sweater on the cutest little dachshund.