My wife and I dressed, got into the car and we pulled off. We hadn’t moved ten feet from our gate when my wife said that she wanted to get out, to check the address on the invitation card.
We were going to a site in Republic Park to a function to celebrate the 80th birthday of Yesu Persaud. She returned to the car smiling profusely. We were attending the birthday bash one week before it was due.
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