Boy, kids have it down. You know sometimes when you meet someone and you just don't jive. You don't get the feeling they're someone you want to ever see again but you can't explain why? Evelyne does.
We've been church hunting trying to find one to call home here in wilsonville. One particular church she didn't like and I asked her why. She didn't like the sunday school teacher. "Why," I said, "she seems so nice." "Well," said Evelyne, "I don't like her hair or her voice, but I like her eyes and her feet."
That's it, the girl knows what she likes and doesn't like.
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