On Wednesday morning I got up early like usual, but instead of going jogging in the neighborhood, I used Terri’s treadmill. We had both agreed that it would be a bad idea for me to live Kevin alone in the house until he was up and about again, so Terri gave me permission to use her exercise equipment and really anything else I wanted to use. I mentioned that the O’Neil’s were well off, you could even say rich, but they weren’t showy about it (except maybe when it came to automobiles.) Terri’s room was really a suite. The master bedroom was big and beautifully decorated. Off of it was the master bath which had one of those fancy showers that shot water at you from all directions to give you a massage.

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