I was there because I was dropping off Little g for a sleepover, it was her friend's birthday. The house belonged to a friend of Lady G. I'm there making small talk because I have to wait for something. The friend opens the deck door and leans the screen door up against the frame. She explains that her brother walked right through it one day.
I was still waiting and ran out of small talk so I fixed the door.
Old habits die hard. I just hope that I didn't overstep something because her husband was home when I did it.
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