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‘Just another beautiful day in paradise baby.’ Gypsy said happily, squeezing my hand.

‘You just wait Gypsy. It’s only gonna get better!’ I replied with a wink.

It was the perfect morning to drop the top on her El Dorado and cruise the roads around the lake. We headed to our favorite breakfast spot that over looked Clear Lake. It was a hideaway mostly frequented by astronauts, locals and hungry fishermen. As we strolled out the pier to the barge now turned restaurant , seagulls circled overhead, occasionally dive bombing, begging us for freebies. The morning breeze was crisp and held it’s grip on the night’s chill longer than usual. That was one of the bennies of living on the upper Gulf coast, moderate temps year round.

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