A Short-Lived Resolution

Mark was determined to run the New York Marathon.  He thought about Central Park and yellow cabs; about how popular his English accent would be. Martha reminded him of the twenty-six miles. Twenty-six you say, Mark reflected, rubbing one of his chins.  Well, perhaps another year’s training wouldn’t go amiss…

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