Dolores and I have a weekend routine of walking together. On Saturday, we walk together. On Sunday, she'll walk. I'll run and we'll time it to rendezvous somewhere near one of Franklin's coffee shops.
I arrived early one Sunday and sat to stretch. When I stood up I realized I left a sweat mark on the ground.
It didn't last long. It was so warm, the moisture quickly evaporated.
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