She was the highlight of the afternoon. I did not get her name but she and her friend, also unknown, arrived at their seats at the stadium frothing with joy. She, I’m going to call her Joyce, had a continuous smile, and her friend, I’ll call her Mary, was a perfect foil for her friend’s verbal offerings. It was as if she knew us all and immediately involved herself in our lives, and we, in hers.
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