I felt my ears burn, and knew she was right. She’d been droning on about her sister’s nephew’s son ever since we’d sat down on the porch, and my mind wandered—several times.
Two hours earlier, she’d called. “It’s too lovely outside to be cooped up in your office studying Greek tenses,” she said, her craggy voice conjuring up wicked images.
Her attempt to pry me from my office worked. Indeed, it was a lovely day. And it didn’t take too much persuasion to cause me to close my books and change into something more comfortable. Although sitting…
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