It was afternoon. I studied, between sweeping, mopping, and checking the phone for messages. By four o'clock my legs were very weak from my little lunch, so I laid down for a nap.
The workers had taken the framing down around the new kiosk. Below they had paved the area between the kiosk and the house.
I brought in the laundry, showered, made dinner and locked up my bike. Would my friends remember me? Were they wondering the same thing about me?
I checked my emails and read some of my book. I looked at the pictures of my family.
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