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There was nothing we could do.\u00a0 We were too far gone from where we’d come and Milton was still a hand-length’s away on the map.\u00a0 The road was the only way, the only solution; a cure-all for the ailments of life’s miseries.\u00a0 I can still see her if I close my eyes tight enough – barefeet on the dashboard, fumbling a cigarette she never meant to light, asking me how much further.<\/p>\n

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There was nothing we could do.\u00a0 We were too far gone from where we’d come and Milton was still a hand-length’s away on the map.\u00a0 The road was the only way, the only solution; a cure-all for the ailments of … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n