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“I’m so relieved, Karla’s home!” Beth looked at Will. “Can’t believe we let our seventeen-year-old daughter go canoeing by herself.”
Karla walked in, smiling. obviously weary.
“How’d my truck treat ya?” Will asked.
“You’re a genius dad,” Karla said. “The right front tie rod snapped outside Manistee. Took the auto club fo…
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