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driveway.

The rain had stopped.

The boxes on the lawn were soggy piles of mush.

I stood up and stretched.

My muscles were stiff.

I went to the kitchen and started the coffee maker.

The smell of brewing coffee filled the house.

A small comfort in the middle of a war zone.

At 7:00 a.m., a splash of color appeared at the end of the driveway.

A bright yellow Porsche continue reading …