There were two pathways to the road. I would usually take the long way to start at the top of the long hill that rolled down to the river. I would end my runs on the short path that cut through the trees. My father-in-law had cut pathways in the grass, stamped further down by the long walks he and my mother-in-law took with their little dogs around thei…
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