In order to cheer him up and to distract him from Joni, I took Wilson to the fireworks shop today. I'd only intended to get some Golden Rain and a couple of packets of sparklers… but he managed to talk me into some Roman Candles too. And some rockets. And a big box of Bangers.
Listening to a Gold station on the radio driving home and Pictures of Lily by The Who happened to come on; I was very encouraged to see W tapping his feet to it. Perhaps his crisis has passed.
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