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Accompany Kay on her misadventures …

The distant music seemed to come from the backyard. Kay stepped onto the manicured lawn and wandered past the front windows. They were closed and vacant. She checked for curious neighbors and crept around the side of the house. Smooth jazz drifted softly from an open window as she approached a redwood gate. She heard female voices, and she recognized both of them.

 

Excerpted from Age Matters by Peggy DoughertyLook for my novel Age Matters on Amazon.

 

About Peggy D. Snyder. Ph.D.

Psychologist, Author

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