Me (in fat mode) and D at my friend Gerry's wedding.Today is my former partner D's birthday. She is in her early thirties, but doesn't look a day over 25. (Although I am a big, dumb guy, I am not dumb enough to post her age here.)
She's the best partner I have ever had, and easily one of the best police officers I have ever known. I miss working with her, but she's too stubborn to heed my advice and take the detective's exam. She should know by now that "Wyatt is always right!"
Happy Birthday, D!
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