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14 hours... I don't want to think about it, particularly. About the feeling in my gut. 14 hours and not a word, not a breath. Not a whisper. They promised to be home within 24 hours, more or less. 10 hours to go. I'm afraid of looking to see how things are going -- part of me already knows how they're going. Call it instinct.
Come on, K. Pull through, you can make it. This rescue is the thing for which your entire life has been preparing you. If ever there was a moment, an apex, a pinnacle, of your life... it is now. It is this. This is the thing for which you have been preparing. This is the thing for which you have striven. This is... it.
I believe in you. Come on, girl, pull through.
Come on, K. Pull through, you can make it. This rescue is the thing for which your entire life has been preparing you. If ever there was a moment, an apex, a pinnacle, of your life... it is now. It is this. This is the thing for which you have been preparing. This is the thing for which you have striven. This is... it.
I believe in you. Come on, girl, pull through.