Years from now, when one of my two fraternal twin sons asks me where I watched the Red Sox burst the curse, a little smirk will creep upon my lips, as I rewind back to the events of last night...Depending on how reckless my dear son is, I may choose to do a "mother's edit".
The usual group was at E's house. Lisa, Julie, and I all sported our Red
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