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Since she didn’t need to sleep, Cheyenne had all day to consider how to keep the stone away from Leila. Hours after Vladimir had scanned the shop with his giant black flashlight and paced the perimeter before moving his bulk back into his car, the instructor opened the shop door and the students began to… Read more

This Sunday, I’ll run my first organized 10k.  As I type this first very rough draft out my race is sitting before me like a growling dog on a porch. I want to reach out and pet her but I am afraid she might bite my hand off. But even if I fall flat on the… Read more

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