The trip out to Wenatchee for the funeral on Saturday was pretty uneventful
for me; I'd been up too late the night before, and spent most of the trip
sleeping while
wendolen drove.
I think this happened:
I remember waking up. Looking out the car window to the left and seeing a
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I remember waking up. Looking out the car window to the left and seeing a dead deer in (alongside? in the middle of?) the road. Looking up at wendolen's face to see if she'd seen it, but she didn't look like she had. Wanting to say something about it, but it was too late for her to see it, and I could already feel the gravity of sleep pulling me back down. I sank and slept again.
I think that happened. I might have dreamt it.
I don't remember if I told you -- you described it as "a deer or an elk" before, and my dad reported seeing a dead elk alongside I-90 on the way there.
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