Project number 146.2 was a little slate patio by the back door, with a light green metal glider on it that had been a bitch and a half to put together. Jeep was out there, napping in a patch of sun. He snaked his head up at them as they trooped out, balancing babies and bottles, and gave a little sigh, then uncurled himself and flapped up onto
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