
Austin doesn't know it, but he's nearly home.

2:40 p.m. Asheville, NC, Heather's sister and brother-in-law's house, Austin meeting Tuck.

2:47 p.m. Sisters & lunch: Home.

Pics of Heather are blurry, 'cause the fatigue was falling away and the contentment flowing on.
Narrative tomorrow. It's time to sleep.
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