When my alarm buzzed bright and early the next morning, I wanted nothing more than to permanently hide under a rock. How was new Andy going to maneuver this misery? Did I have any right to those journals and personal belongings, moreover, did I want to open Pandora’s box all over again?

In all the excitement, I hadn’t thought to mention to Luke that the shack was his if he wanted it. I certainly didn’t want it. It was a sad place on so many levels.

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