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FRIENDS INTRODUCE US TO THINGS WE’D NEVER THINK OF

When Todd and I have lunch with a friend who lost her husband not long ago, we’ve become accustomed to a wonderful tradition she and her husband began: opening a bottle of champagne for Saturday afternoons. As I sipped champagne … Continue reading

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