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“GREAT WALK THIS MORNING,” IVY said as she and her beach walking group climbed the rear steps to the veranda. Chief Clarkson was due shortly, so she’d thought it was crucial for morale to gather the group and start the day with exercise and endorphins. She paused on the terrace level and turned toward the sea, inhaling deeply and raising her arms overhead, leading the group in the final stretch. The sun was already burning off the foggy marine layer.
Gilda put Pixie down. “Now sit, and be a good girl.” The little dog obeyed, but as soon as Gilda began her stretches, Pixie bounded off to explore nearby shrubs.
Celia and Megan followed along with the exercises while Debra did a modified version to accommodate an old shoulder injury. Shelly had been guiding her in the yoga class.
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