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Stacy couldn’t believe it. How could something so good become so screwed up in a single week? By the time they left the fire in Prineville, Curt had been growing distant. Jasper, of course, picked up on it right away and began avoiding her as well. Between one moment and the next, she’d become the rotting jellyfish on the beach.
Back at their Illinois Valley Airport base, the nerves had caught up with her in the middle of the night. She’d slipped out of Curt’s bed and headed out into the dark. She couldn’t exactly move back in with the girls—Jana had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with her.
At a loss for where else to go, she climbed into the back of her pickup, leaving the cap’s tail flap up so that she could see the stars.
It was too familiar. Too real.
She and her b
