Last Tuesday, I was looking at Sara's new place when she mentioned how difficult it would be to get her bedding up the stairs. Being the know-it-all that I am, I immediately ration a method to move everything. As a result Tandy assumes I'm volunteering to help.
The day comes, I still can't think of a way out. Just before I give in and call Sara, my mother calls and reminds me that I promised dinner with her.
Sunday, October 4
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