Dexter and I went with Daddy to his church gig on Mother's Day. We had
about an hour to kill before the service started so we wandered the
neighborhood and ate breakfast together. Dexter was wonderful in the
diner - he perused a car trader magazine, picking out his favorite cars
(Corvette) and tracing letters. Yet again, Dexter put away more food than I did.
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