Dearest Martha — We are seven in an Escalade, bound for a lighthouse some 45 minutes distant. Three of us are under the age of 20 and equipped with electronic gaming devices; two of our party are elders, one of whom is near to deafness and one of whom is tendentious and sensitive to noise. All are talking at cross purposes, though none to my apprehensio…
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