It was the first breath of a summer day and Ellie and I were signed up to go for a training walk with one of the Susan G. Komen walk leaders. We were to meet at Penn Station at 9:00 a.m. on Sunday.
9:00 a.m. actually meant a departure from the Frost residence at 7:15. Now, this is an hour on a Sunday that certain young ladies I know don’t see very often. Staying up all hours
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