Socks A Lot

Returned to my office this afternoon about 2:30, and on my desk a pretty purple gift bag. Inside, seven pairs mismatched, bright, colorful socks, and a card with my name on it. Inside, “Thanks so much! You left a lasting mark on my life. The least I can do is make you think of me every time you wear a pair of the socks. Have a wonderful day.  🙂 I am certain you will know who this gift is from.”

I admit to a fondness for socks, strange as it is, but I honestly have no idea who or why, and I really need to know because how else will I think of you every time I wear the socks?

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