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Chapter 9-1
Chapter 9 Mitch The drive to Branson was long, and unfortunately, Adam had begged Mitch to ride with him, admitting he was worried about falling asleep on the road since he’d driven all day and had barely slept the night before. So he and Craig were apart, which meant all he did was worry and overthink everything—while Adam talked the entire time. Mitch had been staring out the window as the skyline got hillier the closer they got to Branson. Everywhere he looked were trees, hills, and narrow winding roads veering off the main road. Sometimes he glimpsed a cabin or small house far back amid the trees, but for the most part, they were alone. They drove through a few places that were listed as towns in his GPS, but they were so small, Mitch had a hard time believing it. One looked like i
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