I decided to do some fine dining at a convenience store called Sheetz, a somewhat local institution around these parts.
While they were making my sandwich I overheard happy chatter from the eat-in nook. A glance told me there were about a half dozen Down's kids and a guide sitting there having lunch.
Instead of eating on the fly I joined them and got to eat lunch listening to happy chatter for a change.
I needed that.
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