I apologize to everyone with allergy problems, because I have never quite understood the agony of continual sneezing, blowing one’s nose, tears streaming down one’s face, and carrying around a box of tissues as if they were gold. Emily suffered mightily in both spring and fall, and the best I could do was say, “Oh, I’m so sorry. Please pick up your Kleenexes [or Puffs].”
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