I’m sleeping. Sort of. I was tossing and turning all night. Stresses of the day added to a damn head cold. DING. Cell phone message alert. I think about rolling over to check it. It takes me a minute. Mom, could you come stay with Micah? He’s still sleeping and the rest of us are …
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Happy Birthday, Lowell
Dearest Lowell, You’ve been on my mind a lot today. It’s cool and rainy in Napa, your son here is out back scrubbing the pool after a wet and dirty winter. I’m pretty sure I know where you are, resting in your recliner in you nice warm spot. I bet Rachel is right there with you. Lowell, …
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