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With fingers poised over the keyboard, Iris giggled. At 78, it thrilled her to no end to have learned this new skill of surfing the web and sending email. The wrinkled, liver-spotted hands caressed the keys as she opened up her inbox. She got a chuckle out of the dancing dog video from God-Tube and blushed over the slightly risqué one her cousin Clarice had sent her. She wiped away tears over the forward she had received honoring Veterans. She adored the one from her friend Franny about sister-girlfriends and although the instructions to forward this to 9 other women in the next 2 minutes seemed a little reminiscent of the chain letters of her youth, she still thought it was lovely. How much fun it was to reach out to all her friends. Life was too short for not spreading sunshine. Hitting the send button, she leaned back with a contented sigh.
Jocelyn gave an irritated grunt as she opened her email. Delete. Delete. Delete. She went to her mail settings and blocked all future incoming mail from BloomingIris@gmail.com. Life was just too short to deal with spam.
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