Muffle Shuffle Dance

Adair’s parents had sworn to each other they’d rather be huddled close together, in Nebraska, surviving off the body heat of one another, than down in Florida, retirement land of idiocracy, competing, at senior games, playing shuffleboard, tiddly winks, or, HEAVEN FOREFEND–

FRICKEN’ PICKLEBALL

PRICKEN’ FICKLEBALL

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