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[psychicninja]

On the Sunday Mortenson's original flight for Pakistan left without him, they were driving back to the Bay Area, through tawny hills topped with green groves of intertwining oak. "So when are we getting married?" Tara Bishop asked, and turned to look at the passenger beside her, a man she'd met only four days earlier.

"How's Tuesday?" Mortenson said.

kdjfsal XDDD EPIC~ Just... epic~ There are no words for the epic epicness.

"Three Cups Of Tea". READ IT. I'm so not even into this non-fiction-y stuff and I'm adoring this book. :D <3<3