Monica found this Joni mention at http://dsbauden.home.att.net/stories/friendship2.html, but that web page has since been deleted. You can access it at http://www.amazontrails.com/fiction/asacrificefor2.htm, which is where you can read the rest of this chapter. Help me I think I'm falling in love again. When I get that crazy feeling, I know I'm in trouble again. I'm in trouble 'cause you're a rambler and a gambler and a sweet-taIking-ladies man. And you love your lovin', but not like you love your freedom...
The morning came fast as I heard my clock radio turn on with Joni Mitchell singing. This was one of my favorite songs of old. The tune played on as I felt the person in the other half of my bed stir. I looked over to see mobs of brown curly hair coming right at me. The sight was very amusing and would have been even more so had it not been eight o'clock in the morning. Crystal came at me with the purpose of breaking my alarm clock.
"If you don't turn that thing off, I will, and then you'll need to buy a new clock." Crystal grumpily said.
"What, you don't like Joni Mitchell?" I playfully teased.
"At this hour, I don't like anything." She said matter of factly.
"Aww, not even me?" I continued.
"Especially not you. Will you please turn that off? God, I don't understand why you get up so damn early. Your shop doesn't even open for another two hours for Chrissakes!" She said as she pulled her pillow over her head.
(Contributed by Monica )
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