I just returned home with Vix after having watched Revenge of the Sith for the second time.
As Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru, holding baby Luke, looked out at the two suns of Tattooine, I began to cry again although, admittedly, not as much as on Saturday night.
Alerted by my sniffling, Vix turned to me and with mock-exasperation, shook her head. "You are so gay!"
I believe she may have a point.
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