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As I finished writing this, my wife came home again and informed me that she’d had the time wrong and that we’d missed our granddaughter riding. I was dressed and ready to go, complete with hat and scarf. So we sat outside in the sun for an hour and read. If someone had told me that was going to be my day in the first place, I would have been thrilled, yet somehow I was slightly disappointed. There’s just no pleasing some people.

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David Todd McCarty
David Todd McCarty

Written by David Todd McCarty

A cranky romantic searching for hope and humor. I tell stories. Most of them are true. I’m not at all interested in your outrage, but I do feel your pain.

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