William Redman CarterChapter 12
Lucy and Ann stood at the window watching the crowd of people practicing Tai Chi in the back yard. Young, old, and everything in between were moving in perfect synchronization. Off to the side was a pile of neatly rolled up sleeping bags, giving mute testimony to the number of people that had slept outside the previous night. Shaking her head, Ann said, "I've never seen anything like this." "I don't see Ed, Eddie, Leroy or his father," said Lucy struggling to remember names. "You...