I didn't get a chance to finish writing about Philcon before the holidays, so here goes. When we woke up Sunday morning, The Gryphon was clearly not well. He told me that he had a sore throat, and he could barely talk. "Would you mind if I stayed home?" he asked.
The truth is, I would rather have had him with me, because I always love to spend time with him, and the weekends are our only real opportunity. I had to agree, though, that he should stay home and rest. After all, we had a long week coming up, including a trip to see my parents and the rest of my family for Thanksgiving. Since he didn't think he could go to Philcon and not talk, he thought he should stay home.
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