Yet, I still had a good ten miles to go, but I could sense it, feel it, smell it. The excitement built up inside me until a smile washed upon my face.... The Upper Peninsula in Michigan was my favorite place. The entire region is beautiful, but being near the bridge is just fantastic.I had the windows down, and the breeze coming in was a bit cool but spectacular. My arm seemed to automatically go out the window as if I were flying. I had rented a cabin right on Lake Michigan just into the UP on. Others that had beenunacceptable were now desired. She did find that vegetables and meatswere usually acceptable. Raw eggs were better than chocolate as adesert. Dairy or breads and grains on the other hand were totallyindigestible.She stood munching a celery stick with Italian dressing on it. She wasusing the other hand to keep it from dripping on her or the floor. Hermiddle pair of hands were filled with a plate in one hand, a drink inthe other. The bottom pair of hands were selecting. And while that may have raised flags for some women, Suzanna was plenty comfortable in her workplace. Suzanna tossed the flyer into the shredder, having hardly known Amanda, and sat down at her desk and began her work for the day.Time slowed and the day dragged on. Suzanna gazed at the clock beside her computer monitor. The red LED glared back at her: 11:50 AM. She sighed. It was apparently just the start of one of those days. She had felt unusually tired today. Her morning routine was off and. I took a deep breath, got to my feet and started the task of sorting my clothes. I ended up with a black bin bag of clothes, including 3 pairs of knickers, that I was sure that I’d never wear again. That bag could go to the charity shop the next time that one of those envelopes comes through the door. I’d got rid of most of my boring knickers just after I’d kicked John into touch.It was late morning when the doorbell rang again. This time it was the table and chairs. The 2 elderly men looked.