After a long, cold, difficult winter, it was — finally! — the first nice day of spring. Lo put on her white short shorts and looked out the window (topless), inhaling deeply — taking in everything that glorious day had to offer: the smells, the colors, the light, the promise.
“Let’s go for a walk, Daddio!” she said, turning abruptly to me.
“I’m all for that,” I said.