The Lanes of Appleton Farms

She handed me a card with beautiful colors on the front and said to me, “This is for your baby.”  My heat melted from her thoughtfulness.  Then her little brother came out from around the corner of the car and gave me one of those shy smiles before turning back to look for his daddy.

It was just moments after we met, yet  I knew it was going to be a lovely morning running up and down the lanes of Appleton Farms, despite a slight chill in the wind and occasional rain drop.

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