Act 1: Just when Baby Nay had given up on love, a new suitor
makes himself known.
Act
2: This moment can best be summed up with some Lionel Richie (today's song of the day):
Act 3: His name was Basil. He had a rogue’s soul but a
gentle heart. He stayed for a while and filled up those empty places inside
Baby Nay that she had forgotten about.
She pondered, “Basil? They named him after an herb? What’s
in a name? That which we call Basil by any other name would smell as…herby.”
Act 4: The end of the
affair. Baby Nay sits forlornly by the door wondering if indeed it is better to
have loved and lost than never to have loved at all…
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