Megan thought the smoke event was over after two relatively
clean days. I had to tell her it was a respite, not a finale. This morning I smelled
smoke when I picked up the paper. Hollie is coming for the market and I’m
hoping walking is doable. I am slow and weak as if I had been sick for a month.
Oh yeah, I have been. Even longer if I add the flu episode just before the
smoke started. Start over again.
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