Gone away. The Paxtons leave, the McAllisters aren't home yet. The Stricklands are finally done with travel. Iris and Eliza are home from camp finally, but the block has that empty feel, like the dorms in late May. Everyone is busy finishing up summer. It's hot, too, really too hot to go out and waste time, unless it's at the pool. We spend a lot of time at the pool. I wish we were going on vacation, but with Billy still so young, it would be work than play. Next summer--or autumn. I don't fear the wrath of school administrators. My vacations are educational. Always.
Not everyone is leaving for vacation. We're here. The Sudlanders didn't go anywhere this summer that I can recall. Many of us are around. We're just hiding from the heat inside our red brick ovens.
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