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That's what I'd tell myself, but I didn't tell
Ilse
A little farther each day, stamping out footprints
behind meBy the time Santa Claus showed up at
the Beneva Road Mall, where Jack Cantori sometimes
took me shopping, I realized an amazing thing: all
my southbound footprints were clearThe right
sneaker-print didn't start to drag and blur until
I was on my way back
Exercise becomes addictive, and rainy days didn't
put a stop to mineThe second floor of Big Pink
was one large roomThere was an industrialstrength
rose-colored carpet on the floor and a
huge window facing the Gulf of MexicoThere was
nothing elseJack suggested that I make a list of
furniture I wanted up there, and said he'd get it
from the same rental place where he'd gotten the
downstairs stuffassuming the downstairs stuff
was all rightI assured him it was fine, but said
I wouldn't need much on the second floorI liked
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the emptiness of that roomIt called to my
imaginationWhat I wanted, I said, was three
things: a plain straight-backed chair, an artist's
easel, and a Cybex treadmillCould Jack provide
those things? He could and did
From then until the end it was the second floor
for me when I wanted to draw or paint, and it was
the second floor for exercise on days when the
weather closed inThe single straight-backed
chair was the only real piece of furniture that
ever lived up there during my tenure in Big Pink
In any case, there weren't that many rainy days -
not for nothing is Florida called the Sunshine
StateAs my southward strolls grew longer, the
speck or specks I'd seen on that first morning
eventually resolved into two people - at least, on
most days it was twoOne was in a wheelchair and
wearing what I thought was a straw hatThe other
pushed her, then sat beside herThey appeared on
the beach around seven AMSometimes the one who
could walk left the one in the wheelchair for a
little while, only to come back with something
that glittered in the early sunI suspected a
coffee pot, a breakfast tray, or bothI further
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suspected they came from the huge hacienda with
the acre or so of orange tiled roo
