“The days passed slowly. We took an hour or two every afternoon just to lay in the sun somewhere, sluggish and drugged by the afternoon heat. We went on runs, stopped into breweries, played cards, found rope swings. We took slow drives to the other side of the island just because we had nothing else to do. We took a ferry to Lopez Island because we heard there were good farm stands there and spent a whole day looking for fresh eggs.”

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