I'm a total basketcase in these last hours before Tuesday. J.'s face falls every time someone brings up anything to do with it lately, because she knows she'll lose me for another hunk of time as I spin off into preoccupation and acute worry. But I managed to stay distracted for the better part of the day thanks to a visit from Michele, who made the trek up on the bus in the brilliant November sun. The novel is already lagging, but I'm about to peck out a few hundred words before we head off to my cousin's for dinner...
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