It's nearly 4:30 a.m. Marilyn and I are both awake, sort of reclining in our family room downstairs. (She's on the sofa, and I'm on the 'lounge' I've made from the chair, plus two ottomans.) We have two windows open with small fans going: One in the family room, and one in her bedroom. It's miserably hot in here, but much hotter upstairs
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