(Almost) Getaway Day

McCormick returns from the morning run with a glad heart. In two days they fly west.

Oh, sweet reprieve!

Then he watches the English bulldog from 3-J (Cromwell) pissing on the planter out front. That will smell good later.

A predictable blip, but he’s irritated. Why must we pack so early? Julie makes several lists as June drags everything she can reach from her closet.

“That many dresses?”

“In case I eat cake and pie and tarts all at once again.”

“Pardon?”

She spreads her arms, New Yorker born and bred. “What? I throw up at weddings. That’s my thing.”

girl in dress

 

 

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