If Iain and my grandmother were the same age, I swear he would have left me for her ages ago. These two get along like a house on fire-they never stop talking and flirting with each other. Iain has finally found his soul mate for someone who actually likes to talk about cats for 2 hours straight and they both enjoy dissecting the finer parts of my character, usually right in front of me. My grandmother has always had a hankering for tall men, so Iain fits the bill on that one also. Plus they are both from Ontario and like to pretend they are Maritimers. I could go on and on about this torrid love affair, but I am starting to get a little jealous.
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