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In the Forest at Twilight

The trip thus far had been uneventful. Minus a few wrong turns and detours Jefferson and Donna were making and having a good time. How could anyone not have a good time en route to their friend’s cabin in northern Vermont? They would have their first romantic getaway in almost a year and a half. It wasn’t that either of them hadn’t wanted to get away, it was simply that they couldn’t. The timing was just always off.