I'm at Grandma's house. Andrea drove me here last night. On the way, we pondered our summers. Perhaps, at the end of the summer, we can meet up in Houston where we both have relatives--her spunky great-aunt and my aunts Edith and her partner Margaret--and drive back up to Oberlin. Andrea has to be there for the soccer pre-season, so I don't know
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