At Home with the Glynns, Chapter 31 begins: FOR THE NEXT FEW MONTHS, life was a fantasy. Nearly every Friday I would go to the Fine Arts Theater with the girls. There I would eat éclairs and practice drinking my coffee black, the three of us sitting at a little table in a corner of the lobby, chatting like young flâneurs.
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At Home with the Glynns, Chapter 31 begins: FOR THE NEXT FEW MONTHS, life was a fantasy. Nearly every Friday I would go to the Fine Arts Theater with the girls. There I would eat éclairs and practice drinking my coffee black, the three of us sitting at a little table in a corner of the lobby, chatting like young flâneurs.