We found her a swing much like the one that stood outside the front door of the cabin. It had to be disassembled and lugged in pieces from North Norwich in the bed of the pickup truck, then put back together again by a crew of Freys and hooney-moonies.
She liked it. (The crown was made by Julia.)
Trevor and Ned liked it, too.
Grandmother, Grandson, and Swing.
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