I ran into Harry last night.
It was inevitable. I knew it would happen someday–in the same way that I have this nagging hunch I’m going to die. Eventually. For me, eventually arrived yesterday in Nonquitt, Massachusetts, at a Democratic fundraiser held at the hundred-acre estate of a new England philanthropist by the name of Edgar Rutherford.
–Elizabeth Kelly
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