The light snuck between each tree as we drove along the nearly empty, two lane highway on our way to Hurricane Ridge. I sat with my bare feet pressed against the dashboard, slouching in my seat, phone in my lap. My eyes lingered over every blade of golden, grass and every needle of evergreen tree we sped past. The sun felt warm when it hit my skin, and…
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