It was the same time of year, looking almost as it did three years before. Evan gazed down the narrow highway and pulled to the side of the road.
“What is the matter?” asked Elisabeth.
As tears formed he looked at Elisabeth with the saddest eyes she had ever seen.
“You need to drive the rest of the way.”
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