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the human chain

MY HUSBAND SPRANG THE IDEA on me at the last minute that Saturday evening, July 8, 2017. I didn’t even have a chance to go into mission mode. That’s our name for how I like to tackle things, from big projects like moving to everyday stuff like grocery shopping. I go into mission mode—I assess the situation, figure out what needs to be done, then do it.

“Let’s have dinner on the beach,” Derek said.

He must have seen me hesitate, because he added, “A farewell picnic.”

It was his family’s last day with us before they went home to Alabama—his mom and dad, three teenage nieces and a teenage boyfriend. Derek and I don’t have kids, and we loved playing parents for several weeks

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