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Chapter 13-2
The convenience store had a little bit of everything, including some wine and frozen pizzas, which they bought for dinner, and a small general delivery post office where Chloe dropped off a letter. "Who's that for?" asked Paul. "Just getting in touch with an old friend. Something I forgot to mail before we left and I found it sitting in my bag." "Oh, ok. Are you about ready to head back? I'm starving." "I know how cranky you get when you haven't eaten, Paul, so let's get a move on. That hill we walked down isn't going to be nearly as much fun going the other way." They huffed and puffed their way back up to the top of the cliff and set about preparing dinner. Paul volunteered for the arduous task of pre-heating the oven, opening the wine and sticking the frozen pizza into the
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