I did not want to go. I should not have gone. But a
letter convinced me to try, and it was good to see Nemeiah. She and I did not
speak on other matters.
Westlynn was, of course her usual social self and she acted in gracious fashion despite my reservation. Other
conversations I enjoyed far less.
The fireworks were entertaining, but I could only think
of what Nem said to me several days ago when we both debated whether or not to
attend. It was not who was there that
will impact future participation. It is the one who was not there.
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