Don't leave me hangin'

My sister and I leave notes for each other in library books we have on hold at the Harold Washington branch of the Chicago Public Library.  I will leave her the recipe for ice, for example, or general greetings.  She knows to not leave me any recipe -- I have no patience for following a recipe -- but leaves amusing bon mots or pleasantries.

This is what she left most recently and does not advise what happens next.  It is a conundrum, a puzzlement, and a cliffhanger.
And THEN what happened???


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