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THE TUBE CASE

Just then a grey sedan drove slowly up my alley, pointed its wheels into my driveway, pulled in, and stopped. A tall gentlemen stepped out. “Hello,” he said. “I’m Richard (Secret Last Name). I grew up in this house.”

But I had already guessed as much before he said a word.

BUTTON UP

I just came across this photo that R-girl (or I?) took at a flea market a while back. I have …

BACKWARD

More often than I’d like to admit, I get things backward. I’ll be sure something is one thing when, actually, it’s exactly the opposite. …

SLIDE SHOW

Last night after the food had been thoroughly enjoyed (twice) and before we headed back through the woods and over …

DREAM CAMPING

Last night I dreamed I was in the cutest, smallest, coziest vintage camp trailer ever. Just me and R-kids, snug as …