Solly’s phone rang. “Hello, Smita,” he said. “Mamie and I are walking with the dogs along the river. What’s up?” “Mamie’s there, too? I’ve got a story.” “Sammy and Cooper are trying to jump into the river. A story is a welcome distraction,” said Mamie. “You remember the propeller?” asked Smita. “The one your in-law... Read More