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shake in a way they hadn’t since the beginning.
I called my sister Donna that night and told her I needed a few days.
I drove to Sedona on a Wednesday morning.
I booked a small room at a quiet inn outside the main strip, the kind of place with thick walls and no room service and a trail out the back door.
I hiked for two days. I sat by the creek, and I continue reading …
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