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‘Hello, is this Howdy?’ the soft feminine voice on the phone asked.

‘Well, I guess that depends on who is asking,’ I replied in a slightly flirtatious tone.

Veronica, my wife of over thirty years had only been gone a few days. The annual month long ski tour from Heavenly to several Colorado stops to Jackson Hole was under way without me this year. A nagging running injury had made me reconsider joining my wife and her two female cousins this time around. The only down side I could see by not joining them was not getting to watch her cousins run around the house near naked for a month. My wife’s cousins loved running around resort condos half naked, teasing me relentlessly because they knew I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, do anything with Veronica close by.

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