Saturday, August 6, 2016


After the party we climb into bed, and Katie lies down on her stomach with her arms beneath her head. I open my computer, go into the list I made this morning of all the stuff I had to do to prepare the house for guests, and begin checking off all the stuff I did.

I tell Katie, "I get to mark all these as complete."

"So satisfying," she murmurs into the pillow.

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