"It's 5:55 am on monday, August 7th. The sun is rising. I can hear the
traffic starting to wake up on the 5. The early birdies are beginning
to sing.
I pull the fifteen passenger van into the driveway and kill the
engine. I let the silence sink in. Inhale. Exhale, slowly. Inhale.
Close your eyes. Breathe. It's been a long trip. I am home. Home.
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