Cape Cod was lovely and stormy and beachy and cold and grey and wet. But, the sun did come out from time to time, and we regularly embraced twenty-two people to whom we are related. One of us had their toes tickled by a crab, two of us got the stomach flu, three of us played a lot of croquet. All four of us ate ice cream cones and, at one time or another, exhibited a very bad attitude.
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