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Nick
Day Four“I can’t believe you talked me into this. Look! I’m the only adult in the group.”
I chuckled and pointed to the gathering. “You better hurry. It looks like they’re starting. You don’t want to miss anything important.”
Angel shot me a do-I-have-to kinda look, pleading with her eyes, but I shooed her away. She wrinkled her nose then soldiered on to the instruction group, her skis dragging in the snow as she went. I’d arranged ski lessons for her first thing that morning, wanting her to at least be able to say she’d gone down the slopes at least once on her trip. And who knows maybe before we had to go home we’d get to go down together without her nearly killing herself in the process.
Angel was reluctant, and it had taken some persuasion in the shower that morning to con
