Alex,
Happy Father’s Day.
I am starting on a course to write a novel about love in America. It will be called “The Goose That Laid the Golden Egg.” That would be Ian. It will be a fictionalized account of our lives. And mine before I met you as well.
Bless you and have a good day.
Love,
Lynne
Sent from my iPad
…
3 national anthems on the floor yesterday evening.
“oh when the saints…”
battle hymn of the Republic
star spangled banner
it was a mighty day in this little corner of the city of West Reading. A festival in the streets of this small business district full of curious boutiques of all kinds, a dance studio…
I was at wits ends with financial woes and Ian stepped in to help!
meanwhile, necessity has been the mother of invention: the Lord plopped a beautiful vision of a beautiful novel in my lap. A plank out of here and into the future.


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