Carly arrived at the hospital hopeful, lugging an
armload of photo albums that were in a typical Annie state of disarray and
mismanagement. Baby pictures and wedding
pictures – both weddings – were stuffed together between pages, but not secured
in any way. First day of school and last
day of college photos slid around inside the same slick plastic sleeves as news
clippings from Annie’s art openings, Bruce’s ribbon cuttings, and Andy’s trade
journal interviews.
(Good God...it was an awful day for words. Bleh.Yuk.Ew.)
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