There were a lot of things I could have done after reading the note. But I followed the instructions perfectly. The gully was about three miles from my house directly west on Highway 72, past the old quarry. But I couldn’t be followed so I headed east. I was going to take some strange turns to see who would follow. I liked to think of myself as a
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Friday, May 22, 2009
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