I know you are tired. I know you miss the laughter of your children and the comfort of your own bed. I know you miss hugs and friends and good food. Im sure air conditioning and California sunshine will be welcomed changes for you Mikey, so you come on home. Bring your boys, pick up your guns, dust off your boots and you come on home. We left the lights on for you.
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