A Well Lived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 52 lsquo Watch one Do one Teach one rsquo
September 16, 2000, Denver, Colorado Fifty minutes later, long enough for Housekeeping to change the sheets on the bed and for Suzanne and me to shower, there was a knock at the door. Suzanne opened it and let a bubbly and obviously very happy Cheryl into the hotel room. “Hi!” she gushed. “Hi!” I replied. “I owe you an apology.” “Nah, not really. You didn’t go back on a promise or anything. And I am going to get what I want!” “And what’s that?” Cheryl laughed softly, “Well, unless...