Chapter Eight
One month later. Grindelwald, Switzerland.
The early winter sun of the Alps streamed warmly through the windows of the log cabin, bathing my gray chunky knit sweater in its glow. The pine wood in the fireplace crackled and burned, a comforting sound.
I sat in a rocking chair, a slim laptop resting o...
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1. Chapter One
2. Chapter Two
3. Chapter Three
4. Chapter Four
5. Chapter Five
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7. Chapter Seven
8. Chapter Eight
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