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August allergies and the return of the nasty skin infection on his left cheek meant Charlie downed a fuller panoply than usual of pills (antibiotic, nurse-recommended acidophilus to counter antibiotic-induced stomach havoc, Advil which might bother Charlie's stomach but he's got quite a mess on his face and forehead from last week's close encounters of an auto kind so a parent must weigh evils) and spent almost two or maybe three hours in the evening standing in his room after a shower making breathy, raspy noises. Jim read the news and baseball scores after a slow, weepy boy bike ride and I read the Iliad and then, after 9pm, we made a grocery store run and it was like the late-night convenience and drugstore runs we used to do when we rented a beach house because it's the shore and it's vacation and everything is open late and everyone is out in flip flops.

Though Charlie did doze off during art, he had a great day at camp.



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