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Laughter
It was a rainy, grey Thursday. I have worked late the night before at the Bavarian Chef restaurant and I hate to get out of my warm toasty bed to drive the van. With visions of the sweet people I’ll see that day, I manage to overcome my resistance and roll out of bed. My sleepiness stays with me all day. With a full stomach from lunch as we drive back to Amissville, I jokingly suggest that everyone take a snooze, since I can’t. That way, they can rest for me. I stop the van to deliver Mrs. Adkins a meal outside of Washington. When I come back, Lucille King, who’s sitting in the front seat, says, "Look back there.” I turn around and see Doris Jennings, Evelyn Porter, Matty Edwards, Raymond and Rosie Hitt slouched and draped over each other, snoring loudly, eyes closed, dead to the world asleep. I burst out laughing and so do they. I am toadied by their cooperation with each other to scheme such a friendly joke on me. We chuckled all the way to Amissville that day.
Another Thursday, driving back from the Nutrition rite after taking everyone home, the van cuts out on me in Washington. Michael Kreuger is dose by and b
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