Finally, yesterday, I managed to grab hold of my courage with both hands and make my way back to the site where I had tripped and smashed my face against the concrete on the evening of the Fourth of July. Behold the clutter of cracks that ensnared my feet and held them fast as I plummeted to the earth.This morning, I met my new dentist for the first of many prosperous visits. He was delighted to make my acquaintance. I'll be sending his last-born to college and covering a third of her wedding expenses.
Making me fetching ain't gonna be pretty.
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