My father’s cancer was getting worse.  He and I spent Saturday together to give Elise a break from the grind of caring for him.  I arrived at 9:00 a.m., and she left for the gym. She returned just after 11:00, changed clothes, and left to enjoy a well-deserved afternoon of shopping at the upscale La…

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