They’ve found me.
I have approximately 10 so far (all from the last two days) and lament that more are, inevitably, to come. The two huge red swells on my right hand are by far the worst, although the bloches on the underside of my upper arm (resembling bruises) have the potential of drawing uncomfortable questions. Those damn mosquitos, bloodthirsty little insects, have sniffed me out.
Of course, Will and Paul are fine. And with me around, they will remain so. I love the open windows and breezes, but damn those mosquitos!!
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