Barbara had arranged with her parents for Joanne to mind their apartment while they enjoyed their vacation, and Joanne and I enjoyed some time away from her parents. This, at last, was my chance; and although I was pretty fuzzy on the logistics of such an undertaking, every day I’d map out a new strategy, and every evening we’d end up on the couch . . . kissing.
And every night I’d hobble home to my warm little bed and my overheated imagination and regale myself with a series of increasingly fantastic escapades of what could’ve been.
And start making plans for tomorrow.
US (online) launch of 52 Weeks to a Sweeter Life
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Join us to celebrate the launch of 52 Weeks in the US! Wednesday October
16, 7:30pm EDT In conversation with Dr. B. Nilaja Green and organized
by Charis ...
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