QUOTE : woke up the next day to clear, blue skies. She stretched and climbed out of bed, thankful that she didn’t suffer from the aches and pains that many her age complained about. She attributed that to her strict health regimen and hurried downstairs where she measured out a tablespoon of apple cider vinegar and squeezed half a lemon into heated, purified water. From her kitchen window up high on Israel Head Hill, she had a stunning, bird’s-eye-view of the Atlantic Ocean. The view drew her outside and she took her steaming mug into the large garden that encompassed the east side of the old, stone cottage in which she lived. The cottage had been her parents’ house, the one