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Chapter Eleven

With both of us lost in our own thoughts, the silence during Noah’s and my trip off the mountain was acute.  With my mind tortured by what had happened to me, I paid little attention to the drive or the time that it took.

When he pulled down a long, narrow drive that was lined by ancient and massive looking oak trees that mingled with balsom fir and white pine trees, I forced myself back to reality.

Positioned in the middle of a clearing that was circled by a thick mass of the same species of trees that lined the drive, his cedar sided house looked lonely, but majestic. The lawn was well manicured, but void of any shrubs or flowers. Since he was a busy man, it didn’t surprise me that he’d kept the landscaping simple to care for.

Having met him at his rustic cabin and noticing the weathered cedar siding on the house, I was surprised to see how technically advanced his furnishings were.  Being a fan of antiques and old homes, the d&eacu

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