Maybe we can’t always have fun, Ma…But we sure have to try

Then you saw the main part of the house, three stories, old brick, stained glass windows. Then at last you saw the tall iron gate with the steel muskrats atop every post. We announced ourselves at the gate to a man twice my father’s age and with twice my father’s hair. “You are expected,” he said after looking at a list on a clipboard. ................
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