Greta called me one night and launched right into a request.
"I really want to go on this school trip, Poppi, but wonder if you would want to go with me."
"I'd love to go on a school trip with you," I said, thinking maybe Washington DC, New York City, typical 7th grade adventure. "Where's the trip to?"
"Italy," she says. "Well, France and Italy."
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