When my parents moved into their retirement community, they befriended two neighbors in particular: a tiny, sharp-talking woman named Gina (short for Regina) and a down-on-his-luck fellow named Gary.
Gina reminded my Dad of his sister Jean (also short for Regina) -- also tiny and sharp-tongued -- who died a few years back. Gina lived alone across
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