Onward Toward What We're Going Toward - Plot & Excerpts
Peale by toasting a Pop-Tart. When the Pop-Tart was ready, she smeared it with butter and carried it to the living room, where she clicked on the radio and snuggled into the couch. Each bite was heavenly. She would probably eat the whole box. And that was okay. She could listen to the The Art of Living and eat a box of Pop-Tarts, then go to the store and purchase more Pop-Tarts and come home and listen to Dr. Peale and eat more Pop-Tarts. But, deep inside of her, something breathed its hot breath on her heart. That something told her to get on the Airdyne exercise bike. Remove the laundry hanging on the handlebars and lying across the seat. Get off the couch, and get on the bike. The same motivation that had made her join the bowling league now pushed her to get up, brush the Pop-Tart crumbs off the front of her nightgown, and click off the radio. She bounded up the stairs and, without taking off her nightgown, put on her sneakers, double-knotting the laces. Back down in the living room, the wall clock said it was almost four.
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