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Apr. 6th, 2020 08:34 pmHaving a dog has imposed all kinds of new routines on their lives. Kirby is a big dog, basically still a puppy, and he needs a lot of exercise. Darlington usually takes him for a run first thing in a morning and then Alex takes him for a walk in the park in the early evening, when the light is taking on that violet quality that she loves so much. He's pretty good at being on the leash, and she doesn't have to lean too much wait back to keep him where she wants him. Coming up to the batting cages, she sees a familiar shape, lanky and loose, and she changes their direction to head towards him.
"Hey, Harrington," she calls, raising her free hand in greeting. "Steve!"
"Hey, Harrington," she calls, raising her free hand in greeting. "Steve!"