A Comforting Visit

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John, Yuko, and Hannah are on their way home. After the trauma of losing Moonie, Ray spent three blissful days being hugged, cuddled, and dressed like a French maid. He was read to, slipped smoked pork during dinner, and joined the family for some chair-painting fun. Overall, Ray had an absolutely marvelous time with his uncle, auntie, and cousin.

Can I have some pork, please?

Can I have some pork, please?

Can I have some pork, please?

The hug is nice. Thanks. But....

... can I have some pork, please?

Hey Hannah, do you want some pork too?

Bliss.

Pure bliss.

No, don't stop.....

ahhhhhhhh

Oh yeah. This is what I'm talkin' about.
(have you ever seen such a smile on Ray's face? j)

I love you guys.

Uh, I'm not too sure about this.

Really?

All right, do what you have to.

But don't expect me to clean the toilets.

And I don't do windows!

Go ahead and paint the chair without me, I'll just wait here.

(sigh. I wish I had opposable thumbs.)